What “toast, boast, and oath” might you offer this January?

May we be active participants in the liberatory potential of democracy.

As sacred beings, we hold the wisdom to know what is best for our own selves.

Little changes can snowball into massive impacts.

Of all the things "faith" can mean, to me it means believing in us.

How much notice would I want ahead of time before I die?

I wasn’t really “born this way.” I grew this way.

Motherhood must be a choice. It cannot be chosen for us.

The power to choose is the power of life in the midst of brokenness.

How white evangelicals became the most powerful voting bloc in the U.S. and the fuel of the American white supremacy engine.

We are full, sovereign human beings.

Every time someone showed up for me, I learned that love is greater than skin deep.

Each Advent, my empathy for Mary’s situation returns.

May the beginnings and endings in our stories be held in unconditional love and acceptance.

What’s the one word you hope will define your upcoming year?

We are not automatic lovers of self, others, world, or God. Love does not just happen.

We people, gathered here today on the quest for truth and meaning, bear witness. We bear witness. To the record of human lives extinguished, simply because these people dared to live authentically, we bear witness. To the lives and reported deaths of (number) transgender people, globally, so far...

Traditions and habits can be changed or broken and that’s not always bad. It doesn’t mean we didn’t learn or like what we did in the past, it just means that we moved on to something else and that’s okay too.

We could see the main path to the swimming hole ahead, but we had to pick our way through sand spurs to get there. Behind us were rattlesnakes. What did the youth do? They started playing.

This is a story of in-the-middle for those wondering how their story ends.