By Jarell Wilson
By Rhys Xavier Caraway
By Rev. Sara Thompson Tweedy
By Rev. Josh Noblitt
By Jason Redick
Rev. Dr. Denise Donnell
By Giselle Lawn
By Lorena Corey
By Rev. Frank Schaefer
By Rev. Kim Chapman
May Hebrews help us remember we are part of a great cloud of witnesses who will encourage generations to come.
How long will it take us to understand that A Different World need not be a wrong world?
Those who go out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, carrying their sheaves.
What must we do to provoke that kind of loving, peaceful living? That is asking much of us.
Restoration sown in tears, but reaped with shouts of joy.
How wonderful if we could join together generations worldwide, this Movement for liberation of all people?
Let us also trust in God, so that we never think that we are doing this work alone.
With God’s grace, we continue the work so we can bring the harvest home, a harvest filled with eventual joy and hope and love.
There is enough love, there is enough food, there is enough healing for everyone. And there will be leftovers.
The Sabbath halted the corrupt system of production that harmed God’s people.
During times of great heartache and opposition it is easy to say “There is no God.”
This season of Lent, it’s my prayer that l live as “Christ’s Ambassador” and open my heart and mind to the marginalized around me. Perhaps then our church’s doors will follow.
How do we read scripture in a way that clearly allows for the Other to be center of the story?
Thus, it is only when we are at home with all of God’s creation, that we can experience God’s entirety.
The covenant of love written on our hearts by God renews us eternally!
When we live in that kingdom, lives are saved, the world is changed.
I’m not looking to follow rules flawlessly; I’m looking for love to become my instinct and my law.
If we leave judgment to the omniscient Creator, we will be unencumbered by jealousy or fear of failure, and we are completely free to walk the wondrous path God has set for us.
In the shadow of your wings, I sing for you.
As I seek to be mindful of my fellow Metro riders, how many are “thirsting” as the psalmist says?