Rise Up, You Suckers, And Go Out

When Leading Evangelicals Say Terrible Things About Islam, Evil Things About Islam, Terrible Things About Muhammad, They Ought To Be Ashamed Of Themselves.

I’ve Got To Push Everything Out Of Mind Save The Name Of Jesus. I Say His Name Over And Over Again, For As Long As Fifteen Minutes, Until I Find My Soul Suspended In What The Ancient Celtic Christians Called A “thin Place”–a State Where The Boundary Between Heaven And Earth, Divine And Human, Dissolves. You Could Say That I Use The Name Of Jesus As My Koan.

We Must Not Be So Concerned With The Unborn That We Fail To Pay Attention To The Born.

Certain Things Happened In The Early Church. Women Who Had Never Had Any Freedom Suddenly Have The Ability To Stand Up And Speak And Be Treated As Equals Within The Life Of The Church.

There Is A Feminine Side Of God. I Always Knew This … It Is This Feminine Side Of God I Find In Jesus That Makes Me Want To Sing Duets With Him … Not Only Do I Love The Feminine Is Jesus, But The More I Know Jesus, The More I Realize That Jesus Loves The Feminine In Me. Until I Accept The Feminine In My Humanness, There Will Be A Part Of Me That Cannot Receive The Lord’s Love. … There Is That Feminine Side Of Me That Must Be Recovered And Strengthened If I Am To Be Like Christ … And Until I Feel The Feminine In Jesus, There Is A Part Of Him Which I Cannot Identify.