In response to this theological nonsense, a central theme in my teachings over the course of my professional work, spanning about fifty years, has been that the daughters of God need to come out of hiding, shake off our complacency, and metaphorically step out of the tomb, risen together as fully human beings, alive with sacred—christic—power, called together to incarnate an ever-rising God.
"Love is a choice — not simply, or necessarily, a rational choice, but rather a willingness to be present to others without pretense or guide. Love is a conversion to humanity — a willingness to participate with others in the healing of a broken world and broken lives. Love is the choice to experience life as a member of the human family, a partner in the dance of life."
“So let's talk about love, not sweet dreams or idealistic notions, but the kind of love that DOES beat swords into plowshares. Let us imagine for a moment that this depth and quality of Love is God--and that we can learn much about this God, this Love by living honestly in the tension.”
This ordination was historic in more than one respect. It took place in a church in the heart of the Philadelphia ghetto, and a Negro congregation was the host. Symbolically, the rejected opened their arms to the rejected. The Episcopal Church would never be the same after the widely publicized and much discussed “Philadelphia Ordinations.”
“A characteristic of evil is that we never fully destroy it. When we beat it down in one place, it pops up in another.”
I remember only that in the middle of the celebration of the Holy Eucharist an uncontrollable anger exploded inside me, filling me with such rage I had to get up and leave...Throughout the services, I kept asking myself: Why is not one of the candle bearers a little girl? Why cannot the crucifer be a girl or woman? There is no difference between discrimination because of race and discrimination because of sex. I believe . . . that if one is wrong, the other is wrong.