Poems, Sermons and Writings

Was it anonymity you sought when first you changed your name? Did that first encounter with the One change you? was it then you became a shrinking violet? But no, we know your wild ways temperamental, unpredictable not tame at all I have seen your beauty,  cobalt and emerald, serene, shalom Shrinking now when once you were so plentiful nourishing all who sojourned there refreshing waters teaming with life What tales could you tell of times gone by? there was talk of fishermen leaving their boats to follow a stranger his words still echoing on your shores his presence stirring you as he passed by you and wind playing your games, him sleeping in a boat atop you the power of his breath commanding gigantic waves to peace his footprints skimming your surface  the enormous weight of his presence not sinking into you at all The toes of the risen one paddling as he ate on your shores what does risen feel like? Your many names roll off t...

You walked the hard yards for me you were the ones told they couldn’t do it “women aren’t supposed to be priests” “it’s against the Bible - a sin” “men must have authority over women” “you’re not welcome” “when they ordain women - I’ll leave the church” Those were the messages you heard Bravely you walked your truth, Kia Kaha You held your head high, trusting in your calling. you walked a lonely path against the crowd. Because of you I walk this path Words of encouragement in my ears Smiles and hugs greeted the news of my upcoming ordination Women walk before me, beside me, behind me.  I too have been called and will make my vows. You fought the battle of prejudice that is not required of me.  To all my ordained sisters Thank you for this gift of joy It is your shoulders which bear me We are a community of love and justice. I will walk my truth I will hold my head high, trusting in my calling I will walk in your company ...