This is a selection of homilies and sermons going back to 2010. All writings are my intellectual property unless stated otherwise. You’re welcome to quote any portion of these works, but please cite me.

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Stay Awake

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This sermon was preached on December 3, 2017 at First Congregational Church of San Francisco. The sermon was based on Mark 13:33-37.

When I read today’s scripture passage about staying awake, I can’t help but think back to last Advent, when I was 8 months pregnant. I don’t know if you know this—I didn’t until last year—but it’s nearly impossible to sleep well when you’re pregnant, or at least it was impossible for me. You can’t sleep on your belly anymore, everything aches, there’s this tiny person kicking you in the ribs all the time. During the entire third trimester, I’m not sure if I ever managed more than 4 hours of sleep at once.

Then, of course, there were all the other reasons to have trouble sleeping last year—a shocking presidential election, an increase in hate crimes around the country, concerns about Russia, an ever more divided nation.

My baby’s kicks might have been what woke me up, but the shock of fear and anxiety that I got from reading over my Facebook feed at 3:00 am is what kept me awake.

It hardly felt like a safe time to bring a child into the world.

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On Grief, Brokenheartedness and Not Leaving the Dead to Bury the Dead

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(This is a homily preached at St. Hildegard Catholic Community on June 25, 2016. The scripture readings for that week are listed here. Instead of the Epistle, we read Jan Richardson’s Blessing for the Brokenhearted, which is also quoted in parts of the homily.)

So many times as a preacher, the lectionary has saved me. When I didn’t know how to give voice to the pain or rage or joy that was felt in my church or the world I would look at the lectionary readings and find that the assigned scripture for that week spoke to those feelings so much better than I ever could, that all I needed to do was let those ancient words speak for themselves.

This isn’t one of those weeks for me. I am so aware that this is the first time we gathered as a community after the shooting in Orlando, and I wanted readings that would give voice to the grief of having lost more LGBT people and people of color to violence. Or perhaps readings that would name the resilience and joy and life-among-ashes that is taking place in Pride celebrations all over the world—including our own San Francisco– this weekend. Or readings that could speak courage and love into to the culture of fear and divisiveness that is entrenched in our political discourse. Continue reading

Prodigal Daughter

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The Return of the Prodigal Son, by Rembrandt

(This is a sermon I preached for First Congregational Church of Oakland on the parable of the Prodigal Son and my own journey toward ordination in the Roman Catholic Church. You can hear the recording here.)

When I was asked to preach at First Congo about my experience in the women’s ordination movement, the first thing I did (like any good Catholic) was turn to the lectionary to see what the gospel text for this week would be. And honestly, I was a little freaked out when I realized that the reading was on the Prodigal Son, possibly the least woman-centered reading in the Gospel of Luke.

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