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The Rev. Jacqueline J. Lewis, Ph.D.
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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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Let's Have Their Backs

(2) Comments | Posted August 22, 2014 | 4:05 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 | 2:56 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 | 9:07 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.

Happy Birthday, Dr....

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(2) Comments | Posted July 25, 2013 | 7:10 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 | 1:46 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 | 4:11 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

(27) Comments | Posted March 26, 2013 | 9:24 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 | 8:22 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 | 5:12 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 | 9:06 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 | 1:28 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 | 1:37 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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Trayvon, Emmett and Dangerous Black Bodies

(72) Comments | Posted March 23, 2012 | 11:10 AM

2012-03-22-TrayvonMartinblogpic_791kb.jpgIn Psalm 139, the psalmist thanks God for being awesomely and wonderfully made. This Psalm began to speak to me when I was 5 years old.

We were the only black family on the Air Force base in New Hampshire. I...

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Lent: Lengthening of Days

(2) Comments | Posted March 14, 2012 | 10:54 AM

Please join the HuffPost community in "A Lenten Journey" for reflections throughout Lent, and join our online Lenten community here.

This Lent, the metaphor of the "lengthening of our days" keeps circling back to me. As spring approaches, I am not only thinking about how the...

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Lead the Change: MLK, Faith and Fearlessness

(38) Comments | Posted February 21, 2012 | 10:26 AM

Lead the Change from Middle Collegiate Church on Vimeo.

When I fell in love with God in a church on Michigan's Upper Peninsula in 1964, I was five years old and did not notice that my family was the only black one in the pews. A year later, when our family moved to Chicago, we swayed to the music and prayed to our God in a black Baptist church. When I was 7, we moved to a Presbyterian Church, where Aunt Yvonne was the pianist. While my caramel-colored aunt played piano, Mrs. McIntosh -- plump, Irish and kind -- played the organ, and Reva -- the spitting image of her cocoa brown mother-- directed our children's choir. For just a moment in time, worship in our multiracial church was a festival of gospel and classical music, with show tunes sprinkled in for flavor.

Then, our white neighbors moved further south, away from their black working-class neighbors.

It was just after The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., was assassinated in 1968 that I read his quote, "11 o'clock on Sunday morning is one of the most segregated hours if not the most segregated hours in Christian America."

Last week during a worship celebration at Middle Church, the congregation viewed our short video "Lead the Change" that includes excerpts from a 1963 interview King gave on this topic. The congregation was struck by how his words seemed so timeless. "I think that the opportunity of the future is to really go out and to transform American society, and where else is there a better place than in the institution ... the institution that should preach brotherhood and make it a reality within its own body."

King grew up in the segregated churches of the south. Yet the church was a place where God's children found spiritual resources like prayer, song and community to navigate the trials of racism in America. For the activists of the Civil Rights movement, their leadership was rooted in their faith.

The church should be an institution to nurture and support leaders. Martin Luther King, Jr., grew up watching his father, Daddy King, guiding members of the Ebenezer Baptist Church to fight racism. He watched as they used their bodies and feet to stand and march in protest of injustice. They behaved the vision in their congregations, neighborhoods and homes. Though the darker brother, they knew they were beloved of God, full of gifts and dignity. They were full citizens in God's Kingdom, and so they should be full citizens in their country.

With his sister Willie and brother Alfred, Martin learned in Sunday School that rooted in God's Spirit they could have the courage to change things. And, though he would grow up to question religion and resist his call to ministry, Martin learned, in the heart of the south, pelted with the sharp stones of racism despite his family's middle class status, that he and his "so-called" colored friends were all created in God's image and that anywhere they went, God would find them and care for them.

In Psalm 139, we read: "O Lord, you have searched me and known me ... Where can I go from your spirit? Or where can I flee from your presence?" This prayer acknowledges that God is always as near as our breath; and with God that close, we have the opportunity to live without fear.

The night before he was killed in Memphis, Dr. King said with the confidence of the Psalmist, "I'm happy, tonight. I'm not worried about anything. I'm not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord."

Martin was unafraid. His faith fueled his courage and inspired millions to live in the light of non-violent protest. Marianne Williamson writes about the importance of embracing our light and how God can live through each of us, "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us."

Too many of us are afraid of our light. I have heard countless times in my ministry that some people -- no matter their race -- feel unworthy of God, think they can't be used by God. Let us not be afraid of the liberating love-power at work within us. We are afraid to speak up, to stand in, to voice our disgust and disappointment at the ways systemic racism continues to grip our nation in its ferocious teeth. We are waiting on someone else to do it, waiting for some hero to arise and lead us to freedom. And while we wait, the myth of "post racial" plays in our country because we elected an African-American president. While we wait, we build higher fences on our borders to the south, where the darker brothers and sisters live, our xenophobia and racism seething under the guise of immigration control.

It's important that we address the ways race matters in our communities, and why not start in our churches? We need faithful, courageous leaders who are unafraid of their light, unafraid to turn God's liberating love loose in a world that desperately needs it.

Dr. King was a man with a profound trust in God, a man of extraordinary intelligence who ignited a movement. He was also an ordinary human, with passions and faults, flaws and desires. Motivated by an unalterable vision, and a holy frustration with the status quo, King moved right into the face of injustice, and fearlessly claimed his role in the healing of the world.

King wasn't the only one. A woman named Rosa, who refused to sit in the back; a man named James, who trained student protesters; and a girl named Ruby who walked a lonely path to school -- they all claimed their light and shone it on a broken world, repairing some of the breach.

You and I must face the fear of our light. We must liberate ourselves and one another from the fears that keep us silent and still. We actually can, by God's Grace, heal our world.

In April, The Middle Project will host its sixth annual conference targeting leaders who want to build multiracial/multiethnic communities of faith, working for justice. We invite you to gather with us as presenters like James Forbes, Gary Dorrien, Barbara Lundblad, Macky Alston, Curtiss DeYoung and Miguel De La Torre help us empower our congregations to live out not only King's dream, but God's vision. We need to be intentional about how we design worship, choose music, and preach the Word so that we are setting the table for a radically welcoming community in our sanctuaries.

It is not easy, nor simple for churches to "preach brotherhood and make it a reality within its own body." But the church is the place and our faith is the source with which we may be instruments of...

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The Gift of Love

(221) Comments | Posted December 23, 2011 | 3:14 PM

I was a child with a vivid imagination. I believed in everything. Lions and tigers and bears and tin woodmen who could sing, and flying monkeys who could talk. Little girls who could click their heels and find their way home. A poor young woman whose fairy godmother could change...

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In God's Economy, Everyone Has Enough

(55) Comments | Posted November 18, 2011 | 12:57 PM

This week in New York, we watched wounds delivered to human bodies and to the freedom of assembly. Mostly young protestors were evicted from Zuccotti Park, their belongings tossed into trash compactors and destroyed. Some were sprayed or batoned; some were arrested with reporters. We watched congregations like

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God's Economy

(17) Comments | Posted October 18, 2011 | 5:15 PM

I grew up in the Black Church, where the milkman and the accountant sat together on Sunday. Singing spirituals and hearing scripture rooted us in God's vision to end discrimination, share resources and promote peace. It was the vision that gave my parents and their parents hope; it inspired their...

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Protect the Children

(3) Comments | Posted August 5, 2011 | 10:10 AM

My husband knows there is another person who has stolen my heart. His name is R.J.. He's got caramel brown skin, moves like Michael Jackson and is two-and-a half years old. R.J. is my nephew. He is Harvard bound. Yet more Black boys are likely to grow up and go...

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Coming Out Christian

(229) Comments | Posted July 30, 2011 | 9:36 PM

2011-07-29-JeremyAlex_2kissinginchurch.jpeg.jpgComing out as Christian means coming out for love. Last Sunday, July 24, I went to the Manhattan Marriage Bureau on the first day same-sex couples could marry legally in New York State, dressed in my purple clergy robe. I went to congratulate couples...

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