Fear not, the angels would text me. Hallelujah, I’d write back.

The Magnificat is a courageous and subversive song of praise; a call to social justice.

It’s complicated, sorting out where Jesus fits into my life as a witch. But he hasn’t gone away.

If love is a law, how may I follow it with more faithfulness?

Every time we open ourselves to one another, we become more human.

Advent encourages us to be present in each moment of waiting.

You can crush Love down, bury it, cover it over, but it will rise.

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

A triumph of love over death is the core of the Easter message.

Impermanence, mortality, ashes, dust: this is the truth of being human.

The stories remind us there is still and always joy in this world, but it usually comes right alongside the struggle.

This year, the Advent season seems particularly seized by a spirit of the expected, the longing.

Sometimes, there is no reprieve from the pain of this world. Sometimes, it is too big and too obvious to ignore.

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.

Advent is about expectation—radical expectations that undo the status quo—and anticipation: a skillful search for the places where liberation rises from the ashes.

Last year for Lent, I decided to say yes to any request. I made it all the way to Easter without  having to honor my decision.

I was talking to someone recently about the story of her church-going life, and she told me about a time in her life that she stopped coming to church. Many people who have a story about their church-going life also have a story about taking a break from church—when they stopped going, sometimes...

There’s something deeply moving for me about the idea of a love that will always have my back.

I long for progressive religious communities that are confessing communities—places where we admit our wrongdoings, are held accountable, and called back into covenant.

"The soul is made of love and must ever strive to return to love. Therefore, it can never find rest nor happiness in other things. It must lose itself in love. By its very nature, it must seek God, who is love." —Mechthild of Magdeburg, 13th century Germany For twelve years, Daisy has been the...