Almost four years ago, I walked up the Capitol steps in freezing rain to join other clergy and officiants to perform the first legally sanctioned same-sex weddings in Washington State. Those of us who could legally perform a ceremony were invited to donate our services to any who chose to get married under, near, or around the Christmas tree in the…Continue
Say that you are going to a party, or going to the mall, or to visit your old aunt who is failing. Say that you are going to a new place, somewhere you have never been before and you don’t know what to wear. You put on the usual dress, the one you’ve worn so many times, perhaps it is beginning to fray a little, but never mind. What shoes will you wear this time?
You look at all the shoes you have collected over the past ten years. You know, the black work high heels, the…Continue
For over thirty-six years, we have gathered to celebrate the Passover, a re-telling of the Hebrew peoples’ crossing the desert into the Promised Land of milk and honey. We read the Haggadah, we drink the wine, pass the matzo, flick the plagues off our fingers like an Italian curse gesture. We sing Dayenu, the song that voices the wonder of any small act to be sufficient for knowing God’s abundant love and grace to us, the people who follow the law. The…Continue
“Will you catch me when I fall?” Those are the words of a refrain from a Danish song by the group Danser med Drenge (Dancing with Boys). The image helped me recall the old trust games used in group-building back in the day. Someone stood in the center of a group, crossed their arms across their chests…Continue