While our government squabbles over the "sequestration" of some $85 billion and over who is to blame, it may help if we would raise our view just a bit higher. Perhaps the deadlock in Washington has become so severe that nothing short of divine intervention will help at this point.
The questions of God's existence or nature and the spiritual dimension of life are the most profound inquiries we can explore. It is an adventure of the heart, body, mind and soul in a maze filled with shortcuts and dead ends.
By pinning a name on the rank-based abuse that causes indignity, this model of morality addresses one of my take-away questions from Sunday School: How could we make the golden rule not only self-evident, but self-enforcing?
The students I work with are adults, many with families to support. Their housing situation can be precarious, and some live in shelters. Those without a high school diploma have few work options and many take GED classes at HOPE.
When love is the summit toward which we are headed, fear is our biggest obstacle. Yet when we open our hearts to love, we are at the same time opening our minds and choosing love over fear as a guiding force.
"Mama, is God a girl?" Looking down the road, I can see that the questions are only going to increase and get more and more interesting. Years of explanations and serious conversations unfold in front of me, and I wonder how well I will do.
Years ago, I believed in a lot of things like heaven and God. And I was told that to really believe in them, I had to eliminate any kind of doubt. The problem was I'd study the Bible and doubts would creep in.
Under the terms of this deal, religion would be more humble about its teachings, acknowledging that they are sometimes wrong. When science confirms one of religion's guesses, it gives credit where credit is due for having "divined" the answer before it could be established beyond doubt.
My partner of 18 years died last year, and in addition to grieving the loss of his tender presence and our precious time together, I've watched helplessly as my spiritual foundations have crumbled around me. I wasn't prepared for this, and I'm having a crisis of faith.
You don't have to have an all-encompassing faith. Start small. Even if faith begins as a tiny seed, that is enough to begin with. In time, and with experience, that single seed of faith is sure to grow.
What is it that separates everyday trust -- everyday leaps of faith, even -- from the kinds of ironclad beliefs that inspire jihads; crusades; leper-kissing; cathedral-building? How does one become so utterly sure of an idea that rests on so many unproven assumptions?
The word conspire means "to breathe with." My hope and belief is that everyone can experience the beauty and healing power of Community. By embodying love actively and engaging the Beloved within ourselves, we can conspire to transform the entire world into a love-based Community.
On Jan. 28, 2010, I was tired, cold and hopeless. I was dirty, hungry and broken. It was impossible for me to help myself. Thankfully, the God of the Bible -- the God of love, grace and forgiveness -- knew that and He saved me from myself.