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The Rev. Jacqueline J. Lewis, Ph.D. is the Senior Minister at Middle Collegiate Church and Executive Director of The Middle Project, a leadership training institute for people of faith.

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#handsup: Support the End Racial Profiling Act

(1) Comments | Posted August 10, 2015 | 4:35 PM

When Mike Brown was killed one year ago, in the midst of tears and grief we prayed with our hands up, as tempers flared and fires burned. When we saw Eric Garner die on camera, it took our breath away. When Sandy Bland died in custody, we saw the lethal...

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I am Black, and Black Lives Matter

(138) Comments | Posted July 13, 2015 | 8:08 AM

There was a sense of urgency in this call.

I was on the phone with a multiracial group of faith leaders--Christians, Muslims, Jews, Unitarian Universalists--strategizing about what to do about the Black churches burning in the south.

While all of us were outraged at the fires, while each of...

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One Day, When the Glory Comes, It Will Be Ours

(7) Comments | Posted April 28, 2015 | 7:39 PM

Last night, as a straight Black ally, I attended a United4Marriage equality rally in Times Square anticipating the Supreme Court hearings today. Before I spoke, a religious leader hissed, "Read your Bible!" I said, "I read my Bible in Hebrew, Greek, and in English!"

What in the hell is...

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Exhaling Judgment: A Personal Journey Toward Radical Welcome (John 10:11-18)

(22) Comments | Posted April 20, 2015 | 12:13 PM

For one year, five French students of different faiths traveled the world to document different models of interfaith dialogue.

I had the sense, as a child, that God's goodness and mercy would only follow me all of the days of my life if I was "good" and Christian. And I had the sense that good and Christian was a narrow way. This meant two things. First, only "good" people, loving and kind people, people who had not erred or strayed or made mistakes or broken the law or never "back-slid" were the sheep worthy of grace and mercy. Second, only Christian people were in the fold. Not Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, Sikhs -- no, the steadfastly loving God had only space for those of us who accepted Jesus and our Lord and Savior AND who had lived sinless lives.

My child-like sense of "good" shifted when I was a teen serving as an elder in the Seventh Presbyterian Church in Chicago. Being up close and personal with my pastor, the late Rev. Oliver Brown, III and the adults around the table were first- hand lessons of the wide-open space of God's love in Jesus Christ. These good people -- ordained people -- were flawed and funny. They fussed and fought. They forgave each other, as God forgave them. My idea of good stretched and breathed and exhaled judgment and inhaled, experientially, that only God is good, that God in Jesus Christ shows this goodness in a particular way, and that all of God's people are flawed and loved.

As a young adult before seminary, living life in the world, working, loving, breaking up, making up, having growing pains about identity and purpose and vocation, my spiritual muscles strengthened around the concept of the good shepherd who would love me enough to come and get me if I wandered.

Jesus is the ideal shepherd, the model shepherd, the best kind of shepherd; the one who makes the promises of God available to all of God's people by laying down his life for the sheep.

I had not yet made the leap but most certainly have now to verse 16 in our text for this week.

"I have other sheep that do not belong to this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd."

This loving Shepherd has a huge and diverse flock. I spent three days last week with some of them, some of the greatest theological minds in the nation -- Protestant, Catholic, Jewish, Muslim, Christian and Sikh -- in a cohort of leaders committed to the interreligious movement for justice. All of us are sheep -- gregarious like sheep, independent and likely to chart a new path to green pastures, all of us working so hard that we need God to help us to lie down there and drink living waters and to have our breath and souls restored. These amazing leaders belong to the Good Shepherd. I know this now; they are listening to God's voice in their own languages, with their own symbols and rituals and sacred texts. Like me, they are seeking love and justice and peace. We are one flock, beloved by one shepherd who anoints us with the oil of gladness and with a spirit of boldness to work fervently for a more just society in which all lives matter and in which everyone has enough.

When I was in seminary, I happened upon Phillip Keller's A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23(Daybreak Books, 1970). The shepherd imagery in our sacred texts burst into my imagination in so many new ways.

Human beings are remarkably like sheep. Sociable. Gregarious. Prone to wander of the path in search of greener grass. Needing to be rescued from the wilderness and the wild things that live in it. Occasionally that wild thing is in us.

Jesus is the Good Shepherd who lays down his life, not just for the sheep that stay in the fold, who keep to the path, who follow the Shepherd willingly, but for all of the sheep. Those who are sick and needing special care. Those whose bodies need healing oil. Those who fall down and can't get up by themselves. Those who have lost their way and need help getting home.

My shepherd also deeply cares for those who have broken the rules, those who have transgressed and need to be forgiven. Those who have been locked up and isolated for crimes and who need to be restored to life 'on the outside.' Those who are disenfranchised and need to find their way back into right relationship with their families and communities. My shepherd binds up the broken hearted, breaks the chains of injustice, and releases the captives for rehabilitation.

We are, all of us, capable of great love and compassion. We are also, all of us, capable of breaking the rules, making regrettable decisions, and suffering the consequences of stepping off the right path. There is danger off the path, there are predators off the path, and there is injury off the path. And the Shepherd rights our way.

We are the sheep of God's pasture, God is our God (Ezekiel 34:31) and the Good Shepherd puts his life on the line to save us from harm, to protect us from the wild in the wilderness. The Good Shepherd restores our souls and heals the world.

In this Eastertide, here is what love looks like to me: Jesus lays down his life for the sheep. For all of the sheep. For all of the people. This is about relationship and intimacy. Between God and Jesus, and among God's people. I believe there are no outsiders in the Reign of God. Jesus leads the way to abundant life because he is the life. For all of the sheep. All of the sheep hear Jesus' voice and recognize it. It is spoken in the ethic of love. It is spoken in acts of justice and compassion. It is spoken in healing and restoration. It is spoken in connection and community. It is spoken in forgiveness and reconciliation.

Bible Study Questions

1. Use your concordance and look up the references to shepherd in the Hebrew Scriptures and in the Christian Scriptures. As you read them, journal about how this informs your relationship to God.

2. What do these images say about crime and punishment, sin and forgiveness?

3. If all the sheep belong to the fold, how does that inform our work of mission and ministry with partners from other faiths?

For Further Reading

A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23, Phillip Keller

Progressive and Religious, Robert Jones

Coming Together in the 21st Century, Curtiss De Young

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Into God's Hands

(0) Comments | Posted April 8, 2015 | 11:22 AM

Sometimes it feels like death is all there is.

On a Kenyan university campus, 147 students are massacred and another 79 wounded. Christians separated from Muslims and picked off like skeet in a shoot. A militant group -- Al-Shabaab -- takes credit for the carnage.

Sometimes it...

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Be the One

(1) Comments | Posted December 19, 2014 | 2:33 PM

When the grand jury decided not to indict a police officer in the Eric Garner case, I joined the protests near Rockefeller Center and found myself behind two white women in a heated exchange. One had an American Girl shopping bag; the other woman carried a sign that said, "Black...

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Cracked Wide Open Around Race

(29) Comments | Posted December 3, 2014 | 8:06 PM

I am deeply disappointed about the grand jury decision not to indict in the killing of Eric Garner. If a man can be choked to death as bystanders shoot video; if we can hear him saying, "I can't breathe;" if the coroner can rule his death as a homicide and...

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Release. Repair. Restore: Thoughts Beyond Ferguson Toward Racial Healing

(1) Comments | Posted November 27, 2014 | 11:41 AM

A timeline of the events in Ferguson.

I suppose if Ferguson was an isolated context or if Michael Brown's death was an anomaly, congregations this Sunday might simply pray for the families, for the burning buildings, for the broken glass in the streets and the broken hearts in Ferguson and around the nation. But neither is true. Eric Garner. Marlene Pinnock. Akai Gurley. Trayvon Martin. Emmett Till. The stories attached to these names break our hearts and make us feel the past is pressing into the present. Even when we are not sure that circumstances are motivated by racism, race is "read" into these events due to our history.

Racism is in the air -- in coffee shops, in classrooms, in conversations in the workplace, and in our congregational life. It breaks my heart.

As we move toward the season of Advent, and consider the circumstances of our nation, I find two texts particularly compelling.

In Luke 4, Jesus proclaims his call to ministry. Jesus came to release those who are captive to poverty, oppression, physical malady and political realities. Jesus' role as liberator, status quo destroyer, and shackles breaker is ours, because we are the body of Christ.

In Isaiah 58, against a backdrop of national turmoil, the prophet Isaiah reminded the people of God that when we loosen the bonds of injustice, "...You shall be called the repairer of the breach, the restorer of streets to live in."

Our faith means a call to be liberators. And what we need most to be liberated from -- what impinges the souls of Black folk, White folk and all people in these United States -- is the tragic legacy of racial prejudice in our nation.

In the only book he ever published, Notes on the State of Virginia (1781), Thomas Jefferson wrote:

I advance it therefore as a suspicion only, that the blacks, whether originally a distinct race, or made distinct by time and circumstances, are inferior to the whites in the endowments both of body and mind.

This suspicion led to pseudoscience and to a lie: white supremacy. Despite the Emancipation Proclamation, despite the Civil Rights Movement and now a Black man in the White House, America is not liberated from the shackles of fear and hatred based on the lie.

When a Black life is cut down, and a grand jury says that a trial is not even needed for the one who did the shooting, it seems justified by the lie.

Being Black in America can feel like suffering a million paper cuts every day, micro-abrasions that build up over time. These wounds and our history are the context for the sorrow pervasive on a day like today. There is the sense that we are devolving rather than progressing. Tragically, this sorrow can turn to anger, and the anger can lead to depression, malaise, and disengagement. It can also lead to violence.

The lie of white supremacy imprisons White people as well; guilt, shame and paralysis can result. Most of us are caught up in this lie. It affects housing patterns and resources for public schools. It affects voting rights and health care. It affects infant mortality and rates of incarceration. Sadly, 11:00 on Sunday morning is still one of the most segregated hours in America, because the lie has our hearts bound in iron.

God's people are called to be in the business of liberation, and with that work of liberation, our names are changed. We become "repairers of broken places," and "restorers of streets to live in." We must take the kind of worship God desires out of our sanctuary doors and into the streets. We can do this with in three ways: with peaceful protesting, with courageous conversations, and with our eyes on the prize of racial reconciliation.

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. said,

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.

I agree with King; our peaceful protesting will bend the moral arc of the universe toward justice. It will take time, commitment and persistence, but I personally find hope in the human capacity to be tenaciously committed to love-in-action.

Peaceful protests might be on the ground in major cities and in Ferguson, but they are also in the virtual community. Watch Twitter and comment. Post on Facebook words of hope and peace. I am personally disappointed that this case will not go to trial. But, as Dr. King says, "We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope." No matter your position on this case, our nation is broken around issues of race. So, with hope as our impetus, we must lose the notion of faith as a spectator sport and engage racial injustice with peaceful protest.

We must engage in courageous conversations. We need to have them in and amongst our own people--our families and our children, our close friends and allies, and in our racial/ethnic groups. A caucus can be an important thing. Make space for the asking of deep questions and the sharing of even awkward sentiments. Why is this happening? What does it mean? How does it affect my soul? Aren't we past race yet, and can I do anything about this? How does my faith in God relate to these issues? How can I be a healer?

And we must have these conversations across what might seem to be natural divides. We need to have cross-racial/cross ethnic conversations. In order to do this, we must have relationships. We can't liberate each other while we are in silos. Multiracial/multiethnic congregations like Middle Collegiate Church are critical to the work of racial reconciliation. If your church is diverse, think of ways to encourage deeper relationships. In our context, we have an ongoing small group called Erasing Racism, in which we are having critical conversations about race. If your context is mono-cultural, find a partner with whom to relate. Create a joint worship celebration or prayer vigil during Advent and have conversation as you break bread. Use questions like: When was the first time I was othered due to my personhood? When have I othered someone else? How can these experiences plant seeds for empathy? How did I learn the story of race and what can I do to change it?

Finally, there is something about the very personhood of Jesus the Christ, a person whose ethnic heritage is in itself diverse (see Matthew 1:1-17) and whose very body calls the Body of Christ to be always on the border of difference working for racial reconciliation. This requires engagement, education, and commitment. Be a student of race and culture. Grow your "border personality;" start by reading Toni Morrison's The Bluest Eye or Tim Wise's White Like Me, or United by Faith by Curtiss DeYoung, Michael Emerson, George Yancey, and Karen Chai Kim.

As Ferguson smolders from last night's violence, as a nation processes testimony and tactics, as the case is tried in the media, I am thinking about the lyrics to a song, penned by my friend Tituss Burgess, inspired by the poetry of June Jordan--

You and I are the ones we've been waiting for, you and I thought this was somebody else's war, you and I, are the ones--the ones we've been waiting for.

Now is the time, and we are the ones, to release and liberate ourselves from bondage to racism, to repair what is broken in our nation, to restore peace born of justice in the streets.

Bible Study Questions

1. How have I been a releaser or liberator; is there a space in my context for more work in this area?

2. With whom might I partner for courageous conversations on race?

3. What is the call to action these texts speak to my heart?

For Further Reading

The Bluest Eye, Toni Morrison

White Like Me, Tim Wise

United by Faith, Curtiss De Young et al

About ON Scripture

Learn more about the ON Scripture Committee

Like ON Scripture on Facebook

Follow ON Scripture on Twitter @ONScripture

ON Scripture - The Bible is made possible by generous grants from the Lilly Endowment and the Henry Luce Foundation




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Let's Have Their Backs

(2) Comments | Posted August 22, 2014 | 5:05 PM

I am big sister to three black men: a 49-year-old army general, a 44-year-old attorney, and a 40-year-old theater director. On Sunday after church, we were all glued to my parents' television, watching the events unfold in Ferguson, Missouri. Afterward, we dressed to go downtown to hang out in Chicago,...

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Mad as Hell

(21) Comments | Posted May 16, 2014 | 3:56 PM

Christians are still in the season of Eastertide, reflecting on the meaning of Jesus' life, death, and resurrection for the Church. About 10 years ago, I got sick of the Passion story as I had learned it growing up. What I had been taught by Sunday School teachers and by...

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Honoring King By Turning Guns into Plowshares - Literally

(18) Comments | Posted January 20, 2014 | 10:07 AM

Sparks flew at the Sunday celebration remembering Dr. King's legacy of non-violence at Middle Collegiate Church in New York City. A blacksmith, named Mike Martin, literally turned a gun into a farming tool. Inspired by the prophetic promise to "beat swords into plowshares," Martin transformed a Remington rifle into a two-sided gardening tool called a mattock.

Deeply disturbed by the shootings in Newtown and Aurora, Martin learned blacksmithing so he could transform symbols of violence into symbols that give life.
Photo credit: Béatrice de Géa

We all need to do something about the violence. A year after Newtown, our nation feels as though it is standing still, unable to move gun violence prevention laws forward.

Both Isaiah and Micah cite turning swords into plowshares. A sword and a plowshare are not so different. They both have blades; one is designed to kill, the other cuts grooves in the soil, so seeds can be planted, and bring forth life.

Swords into plowshares signaled hope to the ancient Hebrew people in a time when violence and war were both recent memories and future threat. The prophecy meant that the people of God will one day know a time when they will no longer be tools of war and violence but rather instruments of peace.

Photo credit: Béatrice de Géa

The night before he died Dr. King said, "It is no longer a choice between violence and nonviolence in this world; it's nonviolence or nonexistence. That is where we are today."

A Remington Rifle with enough power to down a rhinoceros killed Dr. King. Guns killed Medgar Evers, Malcolm X, John Kennedy, Robert Kennedy and Abraham Lincoln.

And then there are the children. One child dies or is injured from a gun every 30 minutes. More children die from guns every three days than died in the Newtown massacre. The number of children under five killed by guns in 2010 was higher than the number of law enforcement officers killed in the line of duty that same year.

I am tired of the violence. I don't want to mourn any more slain heroes. I don't want to wear any more hoodies because another Trayvon has been killed. I don't want to witness any more school shootings, or weep over any more Auroras, or Newtowns or shootings in Sikh Temples or churches or movie theaters.

The majority of Americans believe that common sense gun control makes sense. After Newtown, the Obama administration vowed to limit the availability of military-style assault weapons and created a task force lead by Vice President Biden. However, compromise legislation that would have banned semi-automatic weapons and expanded gun background checks was defeated in the Senate in April 2013, despite extensive public support.

We must demand sensible gun laws: ban high capacity magazines, expand the 24 hour gun background check to make it universal, and reinstitute the assault weapons ban immediately. We must insist that assault weapons have no place beyond the battlefield -- not in our schools, not in our movie theaters, not in our places of worship, not in our streets, and not in our communities.

And we must protect our children, not the guns.

At Middle Church, 2014 is The Year of the Child. Children learn leadership skills while they learn how to sing. This spring, our artists will mentor the children as they create art about non-violence and peacemaking in a Teach-In and share it in worship on Mother's Day. Our staff will journey once again to the Children's Defense Fund's Haley Farm and learn skills to start a Freedom School, in partnership with the Lower East Side Girls Club. All year long, we will partner with our sister non-profit, the Middle Project, to launch our Children and Youth Leadership Lab, to teach our children conflict management skills and non-violent communication skills.

We want our children to be instruments of peace.

Photo credit: Béatrice de Géa

The farming tool Mike Martin made in worship is a gift for Mayor de Blasio. I smile as I imagine him using it in his garden. Or maybe he will leave it on his desk, to remind him of his commitment to keep children's concerns in the center of his administration, and to work for common sense gun control in our city.

As we celebrate Dr. King's birthday, we also celebrate people like Mike Martin and the ways good people across our nation are birthing an interreligious non-violent movement for social justice, peace, and reconciliation.

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(2) Comments | Posted July 25, 2013 | 8:10 PM

This is the quote from President Barack Obama's remarks about the George Zimmerman verdict that keeps repeating in my mind:

[A]m I wringing as much bias out of myself as I can? Am I judging people as much as I can, based on not the...

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Movement for Justice: Changing the Story

(5) Comments | Posted June 26, 2013 | 2:46 PM

Thank you, God! What a joyful day. I am so excited about the historic Supreme Court rulings for marriage equality.

When I began advocating publicly for gay rights, my parents wanted to talk to me about "What the Bible says..." They are Christians, and their faith and the Bible...

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Making Love Legal

(292) Comments | Posted June 7, 2013 | 5:11 PM


Central Point, Virginia. 1958: Richard and Mildred Loving jailed. Their crime: marriage. He was white. She was black. "We were married on the second day of June. And the police came after us the fourteenth day of July," Mildred Loving said in...

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Jesus Christ, This Ain't No Ordinary King

(26) Comments | Posted March 26, 2013 | 10:24 PM

Go untie the colt and bring it
If they ask you why say my Lord needs it
The Reign of God is near and he's bringin' it
Break the rules of fools and the greedy
Make a space for those who are needy
A taste...

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Praying A Deep Sigh

(26) Comments | Posted December 15, 2012 | 9:22 AM

I am dumbstruck as I listen to the tumble of words about the tragedy in Newtown, Connecticut. My heart is broken. I have turned the news off, then on again. So many words. Breaking details. What do you say when children are senselessly murdered?

I can't really talk, but I...

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People with Guns Kill People

(87) Comments | Posted August 24, 2012 | 6:12 PM

I am on sabbatical this summer, learning, reading, writing, thinking about words and how they matter, what they evoke. As I work on my book, I am sitting by water, listening to birds, trying to make my words as lyrical as their song.

It has been said and written many...

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We Are The Ones

(2) Comments | Posted July 4, 2012 | 10:06 AM

There are times when my heart breaks wide open at the state of our nation. My tears fall for the couple that camp each night on the futon outside my apartment building. I cry for the woman in my church who can't yet retire but also can't find a job. I weep for the gay people around our nation who can't marry their beloved and who are told by their churches that they are sinners. I grieve about the delusion that we are post-racial, when, frankly, the color of our President's skin makes it difficult for him to lead. I am angry about the gap between the haves and the have-nots.

As we celebrate Independence Day, I am wondering, why is it so? Surely, there are enough resources in our land so that everyone can have enough.

My heart also breaks because working for justice is difficult and sometimes lonely work.

But here is the thing: begin where you are to make a difference. My friend Tituss Burgess is a songwriter and a Broadway actor. Earlier this year, I referenced a closing line from June Jordan's "Poem for South African Women"-- "We are the ones we have been waiting for." Tituss made an impact with what he knew best. He wrote a song, "We Are The Ones"--

I sat back waiting, anticipating at some point, change would begin. And then it hit me I was what was missing: my weight was dead that's why we couldn't move ahead. So no more delays, it all ends today. It don't have to be so heavy if we'll pull our weight. You and I are the ones we've been waiting for. You and I thought this was somebody else's war. You and I are the ones we've been waiting for.

He offers the song and nine others in the album Welcome as a way to begin where he is, and to raise money for hunger programs, for LGBTI ministries, and for racial justice work that happens in New York City through Middle Collegiate Church.

When one person begins to contribute, others watch. Film maker Shari Carpenter witnessed Tituss sing in church. She was so moved by his song that she volunteered to direct a music video that shares the message of the song in images. In faith communities, working for justice does not need to be lonely work.

Perhaps you are waiting, hoping that someone else can make it better, because you don't know where to begin.

As we celebrate our nation's independence, let this be our call to action and service. Do one thing today to lighten someone's burden. Take that guy on the street to get a sandwich. Mow your older neighbor's lawn. Share this music with a friend; purchase it and help do justice in New York City. We start where we are. We are the...

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Courage Impacts History

(2) Comments | Posted April 12, 2012 | 2:28 PM

After the second degree murder charge and arrest of George Zimmerman was announced, Trayvon Martin's father, Tracy Martin said, "The first time we marched, I looked to the sky and I just told myself, 'When I walk, I will walk by faith.'...

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Build Multiracial Congregations: Heal Racism

(11) Comments | Posted April 6, 2012 | 2:37 PM


This week marks the 44th anniversary of the assassination of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. I imagine while King would be proud of the election of President Obama, he would be deeply disappointed in the state of our union. We erect...

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