“[Democracy] is not merely majority rule based on the fact that the majority has the physical force to prevail…"

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

we protest what others cherish

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

When disability is understood as dependency, disability is posited in direct contrast to American ideals of independence and autonomy.

Black Queens saved our democracy. We owe them a great deal.

Holding people accountable for the impact of their behavior is not revenge; it’s what makes change and growth possible, and no real healing in community can come without it.

The soul of America has yet to be born.

Uncertain as the world feels right now, love will bear whatever lies ahead.

Life is political, not because the world cares about how you feel, but because the world reacts to what you do.

It often feels like we’re shouting into the void. It was a gift to be reminded that sometimes someone is listening.

Jesus had no political power. He lived his whole life in the shadow of the Roman empire, and that empire killed him. Yet Jesus healed the sick, he listened, he moved among the ordinary people, in the lowly places.

I choose to believe in community. I choose to believe in the difficult, slow work of building a common life.

“Those of us who have in our history the commonality of suffering from hate, we know that those who won the day are those who chose love in the midst of hate.”...

Spirit that runs through us all, help me to remember all the ways in which I am connected to others.

.I want liberty and justice for all in my country. That will ask of me—and of many of you—the discipline of discomfort.

(written for the Presidential Election, 2016) I walk in, as on pilgrimage. The altar cloths are red, white, and blue the ushers are the women who have been running these things who have been running everything since before I was born. I’m handed the ballot like a scroll because the questions seem...

November 16, 2016 "Well, the only chains we can stand / Are the chains between hand and hand Keep your eyes on the prize / Hold on" —Adapted lyrics to “Gospel Plow,”* attributed to Alice Wine Holding on does not come easy to me. As a teenager who left home and bounced around, I am talented at...

Help us to live in peace together and serve one another and to see the holy light in everyone, even when those holy lights are especially hard to see.

I have a voice. It is a small voice, perhaps, but it will not be silenced. When you call for black people to be beaten, and excluded, and even removed—I will say no. When you attempt to silence Latinx voices—I will say no. When you mock the disabled and threaten the oppressed—I will say no.