The Flames of Pentecost, a World on Fire, and the Hope of the Kingdom

Today we are supposed to talk about the miraculous birth of the church in the flames of Pentecost when tongues of fire descended upon those gathered and the gospel was heard in the varied languages of the world. Pentecost is the miracle that follows on from the miracle that occurs in the aftermath of aContinue reading “The Flames of Pentecost, a World on Fire, and the Hope of the Kingdom”

Holy Saturday: The Earth Holds its Breath

There is a lot going on during Holy Week. On what we call Maundy Thursday we remember the installation of the Eucharist and Jesus’ command that we love one another as seen in his washing of the disciple’s feet. The Maundy Thursday does not service does not end. Jesus’s ministry does not stop, but like the disciplesContinue reading “Holy Saturday: The Earth Holds its Breath”

Come Let us Read Together: A (hopefully warm) Invitation to Think the Best of Each Other in the Women’s Ordination Discussion

“Roots at St Ebbes Church, Oxford” by readephotography is licensed under CC BY-ND 2.0 We live in a church that is attempting to discern the kinds of disagreement that are tolerable and those that are not.  Paul allowed Christians to agree to disagree about things such as food sacrificed to idols or which days one consideredContinue reading “Come Let us Read Together: A (hopefully warm) Invitation to Think the Best of Each Other in the Women’s Ordination Discussion”

Black and Anglican: A Maundy Thursday Conversion Story

The question that follows me as I move through the world as an African American Anglican priest, who identifies deeply with Black culture, is how did such an anomaly occur?  How did I move from the Black Baptist tradition of my childhood to a form of ancient Christianity as mediated initially through the Church ofContinue reading “Black and Anglican: A Maundy Thursday Conversion Story”

Esau McCaulley Sr., A Son’s Eulogy for His Father

I came home from a conference and my son met me at the door. He was upset because the kids at his school had laughed at him. I asked him what happened. He said that the teacher caught him scribbling on a sheet of paper and asked him what he was doing. He told herContinue reading “Esau McCaulley Sr., A Son’s Eulogy for His Father”

Graduation: Black PhDs and the Title that Endures

I ain’t in the clan, but I brought my hood with me – Kanye West It’s beautiful to change; it’s beautiful to grow into my name – Taelor Gray Glory to God, whose power working in us, can do infinitely more than we can ask or imagine – Book of Common Prayer Benediction (paraphrase ofContinue reading “Graduation: Black PhDs and the Title that Endures”

The Slave, the Foreigner, and the Compassion of Israel

photo credit In the providence of God, he allowed his people to experience an extended period of slavery. This slavery was no passing trial to be endured and forgotten. It marked them and undergirded their ethical reasoning. God called upon his people to remember: Do not oppress a foreigner; you yourselves know how it feelsContinue reading “The Slave, the Foreigner, and the Compassion of Israel”

Longer Still (Post Election Reflections of a Black Man amongst the Evangelicals)

  The Scriptures that contain the stories of Israel, the Messiah Jesus, and the early church have long shaped how I viewed the world. It was the bible that affirmed black personhood in the face of an Alabama that did so much to stamp it out. It was Jesus who taught me to love theContinue reading “Longer Still (Post Election Reflections of a Black Man amongst the Evangelicals)”

The Gospel, Black Spaceships, and Kanye West

    I’ve been working this grave shift and I ain’t made it, I wish I could I buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky – Kanye West (slightly edited) Spaceships don’t come equipped with rearview mirrors; they dip as quick as they can – Andre3000 And the word became flesh and livedContinue reading “The Gospel, Black Spaceships, and Kanye West”

Black Movers, White Neighborhoods

    Yesterday, four movers arrived at our new home to deliver items I had not seen since we placed them in storage some three years ago. Two of these delivery men were African American brothers. When one of them walked in he said, “I remember this house! I moved the people out of hereContinue reading “Black Movers, White Neighborhoods”