We live in many communities, some chosen and others not. Beloved Community, which many of us find at Cincinnati Friends Meeting, is something else. Something apart and, perhaps, beyond words. We recently gathered after worship for a spiritual-nurture time of reflection to share our experiences, roughly captured here in participants’
I don’t usually write poems, so when one comes to me, I have no idea what it might have to say to another person. This one speaks to my experience, especially in the sense of not being alone even when you struggle as if you were alone sometimes. What Can
I recently watched Kody Hersh’s QuakerSpeak video entitled How Jesus Affirms My Queerness, and was disappointed by the negative comments in some of the follow-up posts. I began to formulate counter-responses to those who staunchly refused to accept that God/Jesus loves all people, including LGBTQ folks, just as they are.
In my hospital workplace, I am grateful for working on a team rather than strictly on my own. The work we do as rehab therapists is often—I’d even say usually—very difficult. Every day, we work with people who are sick, wounded, and debilitated, both physically and mentally. If not for
Last Sunday, a group opened by a rich worship about discerning our purpose lingered to share the spiritual practices holding them up during the isolation of the coronavirus pandemic. Ministry and Counsel scheduled the discussion after a leading for deeper connection around this topic. Most found the more contemplative rhythm