The German Bundeswehr meant to draft me for two years of service for the fatherland. But I was already an expatriate, had other notions for my life. [Read More]
Archives for April 2015
We are trees Falling in the Forest except there isn’t a Forest there isn’t even a tree, standing or Falling only a clear cut between a question hypothetically asked and our true answer (thank you Roberto Boleno)
Once again, here we are, in the juxtaposition of Jewish and Christian redemption and renewal holidays – Passover and Easter, respectively – and I find myself acting in two plays, one of which tells the Old Testament story of Joseph in musical form. [Read more]
Back in 1986, I was browsing my university bookstore when someone yelled, “How dare you wear that?!” Before I turned around, I glanced down to make sure my pants matched my shirt. What could I be wearing that was so offensive? Was this hostility even directed at me?The scowling woman was dressed in a black […]
Growing up Muslim in semi-rural Northern California in the ’70s and ’80s meant having almost zero exposure to Muslims or the Islamic faith. Even my Pakistani father didn’t teach me much more than the name of Islam’s prophet. So the primary example of Godliness for most of my formative years was Jesus. I wasn’t taught […]
A little oasis lives in the city of man,
a place insiders drink to divinity.
Their libations skim the surface bare —
lauding scapegoats, mocking strangers.
Barefoot,transient,swaddled in rags,born in a manger.Friend to the marginalized, the lepers, the homeless. The sick, the sad, and the forgotten.Radical Revolutionary. Peaceful leader. Turn the other cheek, Give the coat off your back.Wash the dirty feet of neighbor, stranger, and friend.Deliverer of hope. Lover of souls. Healer. Without posessions, money, or worldly power.We are taught […]
A writer friend told me I was passed over for a recent book-signing because the organizer finds my book title “scary.” This wasn’t the first time I learned of such a reaction to Jesus Loves Women: A Memoir of Body and Spirit.[Read More]
With an honesty that’s redemptive rather than brutal, Ms. Brown recounts how she “awakened to the goodness of being a sensual, sexual creature…”, a painful journey for which most of us growing up in the United States—inheritors of the Puritan worldview as we are—receive little support. [Read More]
Everything he ever laid a blue-veined compassionate hand on even the one with the spear that touched Him through a shaft of wood and a head of metalmany of us are built like that dense and piercing killing that we’ve only just begun to loveJesus smelled like that like unrequited love and passion sorrow and […]