The Roofless Church

Category: Poetry

  • We Are Worthy! A Theology of Liberation

    This post is a little more personal than my other posts, but I thought it was worth sharing because for the past several weeks I have been having a difficult time reconciling my past with my present.  It started when my Systematic Theology professor gave us an assignment to name our biggest influence on our…

  • S.A.D. – Sadness, Anger, and Desire

    I spent the whole week of January 9, 2011 in Glastonbury Abbey, a Benedictine monastery in Hingham, MA.  It was part of a class I was taking for my Masters of Divinity program at Andover Newton Theological School.  Before entering, I had to do my best to empty myself of all expectations and desires for my time…

  • In It, Not Of It

    Every once in a while I get this feeling that comes over me where I feel like I just want to quit trying to live my ideal.  I start thinking about how much love is in my heart and how difficult it has been for me to find an expression that translates universally and it hurts. …

  • Road Trip with God, DMX, and 23 Bottles of Water, Part 3

    Do you remember that part in The Matrix where Neo had to choose between the red pill or the blue pill?  Well that was where I was in that hotel in the middle of nowhere–both figuratively and actually.  I had to make a choice on whether I wanted to sleep or stay awake.  While driving…

  • The Business of Being Equal

    One of my passions is Diversity and Inclusion.  Of all the work available in the world, at this point in my life, I feel like this space is one where I can serve best . My story sounds like something out of a diversity handbook.  Born to a multi-cultural family, very early on I dealt with issues that tend to separate…

  • They Can’t Make Us

    You have to admit, the great thing about The Roofless Church is that I get to go through these over thought rants of reflection so you don’t have to.  My mind pretty much doesn’t shut off.  If I’m not using it, it’s running on auto-pilot scanning the created and uncreated Universe looking for signs of Truth…

  • A Word to the Prophets

    I don’t usually listen to the radio because my mind is so full of rhymes and songs that I just rap or sing to myself.  It’s real cool to feel the words going from my heart to my mouth without my mind getting in the way. 99.99% of the time I don’t even write down…