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Only the Queer Heals

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  *This article first appeared in The Yoke Quarterly    I couldn’t believe how green the grass was. With each step, I felt like I was touching air. The water spoke. The closer I got, the more I realized that I could see aquatic life for miles. The clearness was unimaginable. I swam. With each […]

Social Pain

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  * This interaction is derived from a recent conversation that I had with the Rev. Dr. Garth Baker-Fletcher at his home where he is recovering from hip surgery. A retired professor, Baker-Fletcher is the author of Somebodyness: Martin Luther King, Jr. and the Theory of Dignity (1993), Xodus: An African-American Male Journey (1996), My Sister, My Brother (with his […]

Healing: A Visit and Conversation with the Rev. Dr. Garth Baker-Fletcher

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  * This interaction is derived from a recent conversation that I had with the Rev. Dr. Garth Baker-Fletcher at a rehabilitation facility where he is recovering from hip surgery. A retired professor, Baker-Fletcher is the author of Somebodyness: Martin Luther King, Jr. and the Theory of Dignity (1993), Xodus: An African-American Male Journey (1996), […]

The Intern Monologues: Death

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  C: What is death?   J: Death is a lie. The resurrection of Jesus is the ultimate definition of death. Like a lingering sickness, death afflicts us until we succumb to it and realize that ultimately the full manifestation of the sickness is the healing. Our healing is found in our resurrection. However, there […]

The Existential Crisis of Birth: Waiting in the Midst of Doubt

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Depression stalks me before every birth. The existential questions taunt me over and over again. Why are we here? Do we matter? Where are we going? Death becomes a trusted friend. For I know, there will be a day when I don’t have to deal with these questions anymore. While I still take the pills, […]

Lenten Reflections from the Executed: #494 Ricky Lewis / April 9, 2013

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*These reflections are taken from pieces of the last words of the last 40 persons executed in Texas Ricky Lewis: “It’s burning.” When the poison started to flow through the needle, Ricky Lewis said that his body was burning. Lewis is just one example of a great many executed persons who have reported a burning […]

The Danger of Debating with Jesus: Hobby Lobby and the Incarnated Christ at LaGuardia

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“If you want to be a slut then be a slut on your own dime not mine.”  These were the second to last concluding words of a conversation I just had with an older Christian woman at LaGuardia Airport in New York.  Just to be clear, I don’t just walk around talking to random people […]

The Complete Pilgrimage Journal: A Short Story of a Long 200 mile Journey // June 12-19, 2014

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June 12 and 13   Roads comfort me.  I often find myself on bright days and dark nights between strips of white and yellow paint.  When I meet him, I often wonder who he is and what he has done with my self.  The confusion lets me know that I am still alive and perhaps […]

The Pilgrimage: A Short Story of a Long 200 mile Journey // June 17

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Storms were coming that looked fierce but never truly developed into anything but a short shower. Red bumps filled the skin covering my right hip.  Each step I took caused my robe to rub up against those bumps and made them itch more.  I knew I was in for a hot itchy day.   The […]

The Pilgrimage: A Short Story of a Long 200 mile Journey // June 16

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  I woke up.  I woke up.  I woke up.  The transition from sleep to engagement with the world was difficult.  I felt terrible.  This was only to be my fourth day on my pilgrimage.  How would I survive?  I prayed and started to force my bones to move.   Still moving slowly, I met […]

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