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The people are boldly empowered to hate me, my family, my neighbors with a fresh vengeance, interpersonally as much as systemically.

Anyway- happy Pride?
Let me know how y’all cis-het folks are atoning for your sins and showing up as allys daily?
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W: “That’s cool. Next question, dad: is Jesus alive today? And, are you telling me he’s older than BOTH original Super Mario Bros on NES and my Nana?”

We are on. A. Roll. W/ the theological pop quizzes over here. 🤓⛪️

Photo of the third grade Bible scholar who is real into his Bible stories lately.

Meanwhile, i’m in the backseat, napping, eating snacks and looking at antiques on marketplace 🕺🤷‍♂️ so, we are all having a nice evening!

But, it’s all the right kinds of power and love that rolls tomb stones away to reveal a liberated body (of people) ready to dance.

Blessed Maundy Thursday, 2025.
Remember.

And then, resist, for love’s sake. And then rise, again- for love’s sake. It helps to know that it’s the wrong kind of power and fear and self centered ness that nails God and goodnesss to the cross.

In a time such as this, all I want is ritual, that sustains and nourishes, grounds and connects. Delights and emboldens. Today, we feast, in love, knowing that there is trial ahead (and behind and in the present) and long nights before resurrection. It helps to rest, in love...

Grape Fanta in his Mason jar, tres leches on his fancy plate, his mom watching him and smiling, his graphic novel Bible open to the story we share in…

If for this alone I studied and prayed, wrote and discerned… that is more than enough.