Stop Church Bullies


Church bullies.

Church bullies have become the public face and shame of Christ.

Church bullies are haters.

Church bullies hatred has spread quickly and wildly like a fungus.

Church bullies torment:

  • our Muslim siblings,
  • our siblings of color,
  • our LGBTQIA siblings,
  • women
  • and all of our other marginalized siblings.

Church bullies declare themselves righteous despite their own sins of

  • pedophilia,
  • adultery,
  • racism
  • and hatred.

 

Where is the rest of Christ’s church?

We hide in our pews.

We are polite.

We are silent.

 

Christ did not call his church to become a place of division, hatred and anger.

Christ did not call his church to be silent.

Stop looking away as they grope our Lord, mock her, take pictures of their evil deeds and toss her into the prison of shame we built for her.

OUCH! She cries out.

The Lord hears her.

She delivers her.

Psalm 34:17

We are the Church.

We are the body of Christ.

Our siblings cry out.

We hear her cries.

We are the body of Christ.

How will we respond?

We are the Church.

We are the body of Christ.

We hear our siblings crying.

The Holy Spirit shakes us.

We hear her voice.

She says, “Wake UP!  Your sister is crying.”

By oppression and judgment she was taken away. Yet who protested? 

Isaiah 53:8

I protest! Do you?

We are the Church.

We are the body of Christ.

Our siblings cry out.

We hear her cries.

Let our love mushroom

Almighty Mother, thank you for your warm embrace. Wake me from my white cocoon. Guide my voice, my steps and my message to create a safe gathering place for everyone to worship you.  A church. Your church. Christ’s church.  We are the Church.

Mama, do not forget the helpless.   Be with and wipe every tear of my sisters who have been raped, bullied or abused. Do not give the wicked the last laugh. We seek your justice. Amen.

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Keep Your Honk to Yourself

Honk. Honk! HONK! HONNNNNKK! Commuting to the city is noisy.

I imagine every tenth car has a shredded horn while mine is rarely ever used.

Why does someone ten cars back feel the need to put all their weight into their horn until their wheels finally start moving?

Either their wrists really hurt by the time they get to work or their cars are automatically wired to honk whenever they stop moving.

Please exercise your road rage in therapy or at the gym because your horn isn’t getting you anywhere.

Have a nice day! Honk. Honk.

 If I HONK without love, I am just plain noisy!

1 Corinthians 13:1

All Saints Mystery of Christ

All saints reconciled by the glorious mystery of Christ which dwells in us.

Abba,

Gracias!  Your Son is the image of you.

Christ, the firstborn from the dead, springs up hope for our departed love.

We pray for the saints taken from us by violence in New York, Charleston, Las Vegas, the Pulse, Sandy Hook at schools, workplaces, mosques, synagogues, churches, and within our communities.

Heal your saints’ broken heart. Wipe our tears. Embrace us in your grace.

We pray for our saints who died. We miss them.

Heal your saints’ broken heart. Wipe our tears. Embrace us in your grace.

Your saints plant your word. We hope it bears your fruit.

Fill your saints with your knowledge, your wisdom and your understanding.

Give your saints the courage and endurance to speak up for our vulnerable least and lost neighbors.

Give your saints the bravery to invite into our homes, up to our tables and into our family your saints who have been left of our society.

Inspire your saints to extend that love to your saints of Abraham’s Ishmael.

No saint should be alone.

No saint should be rejected.

No saint should be bullied.

No saint should feel disconnected.

Your saints are connected by your love freely given by our loving God.

Strengthened your saints with your power.

Strengthened your saints to be kind to all of your children.

No saint  bullies!

Strengthened your saints to share our inheritance with all people in the kingdom of your light.

 Your saints saved by grace alone. 

Your saints proclaim your word. 

Your saints wrap up in your faith.

Your saints celebrate hope for our departed love.

Gracias Allah Akbar!

Amen

chldren

A Grateful Reformation Heart

By oppression and judgment he was taken away. Yet who protested? 

Isaiah 53:8

Christ dwell with us as we teach and disciple each other with all the wisdom of the psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude  in our Reformed hearts. 

Colossians 3:16

Great Reformer, 

Thank you for your WORD, your FAITH and your GRACE.

We pray for continued understanding of WORD alone, FAITH alone and GRACE alone as we embrace and love our Muslim siblings, siblings of color, LGBTQ siblings and other marginalized siblings. 

We lift up and pray for our siblings that struggle with embracing your children who may look, pray or love differently. Continue your Reformation in us to end Bullying.

AMEN

#500Reformation

#MeToo

#MeToo

Growl for Justice

I was twenty.

He invitedme to a party.

He did not ask if I wanted to be raped.

It should have been safe. It was the apartment of my brother’s friend.

But it was not.

They laughed and someone handed me an open can of beer.

I took a few sips.

Everything got fuzzy.

I now knew I was in danger but I could not move.

They said I wanted them. I said “No!”

They rapedme for hours as others watched and laughed. We were co-workers. He was my brother’s friend.

I tried to fight but my body would not cooperate.

I begged them to stop. They did not.

My brother’s friend said “enough!” And they stopped. Male power.

My brother’s friend threw me out.

I do not know how I got home. I only recall being in the shower trying to wash off the shame but I washed the…

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An Open Letter to My Parents’ Pastor

An important letter for all “church people” Thank you Sister Carrie

Carrie Surbaugh

You don’t know me, and I’m not usually in the habit of writing open letters, but this is a special occasion.

You’ve been the pastor of AUMC for two Sundays now. Last Sunday you gave a sermon about the authority of Scripture. About halfway through the sermon, you said some things that hurt a lot of people very deeply. Towards the end, you mentioned that you don’t care about hurting people’s feelings (which doesn’t strike me as very pastoral, but that’s another letter).

Long story short, my parents are leaving AUMC.

Here are some things you should know: we’ve been members for 13 years, since I was ten years old. My brother and I were confirmed there; I preached for the first time there; until recently, I thought I would get married there.

Another thing you should know: I am a lesbian. I came out this year, after many years…

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