Still Tired…

Still Tired…

There are so many things to talk about.

Disability inclusion/exclusion.

The Amazon.

The Evangelical Church selling its soul in what I suspect is some kind of plot to hasten the end times.

Poor theology in general.

Yet, here I am, and I’m tired. 

It could be the sleepless nights I continue to endure over and over again.

It could be the constant fight against privilege and lack of understanding.

It’s likely both these things and more.

I’m so tired. 

If you’re tired too, you’re not alone.

If you want to talk about being tired, any of the previously mentioned subjects, or anything else, please comment. I welcome the conversation and the opportunity to both give and receive support. 

Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You No Exceptions.

Peace Love and Acceptance

 

 

Why I Won’t Agree to Disagree But I Will Try to Listen

Why I Won’t Agree to Disagree But I Will Try to Listen

I hear a lot today about agreeing to disagree.

You know, “I see it this way. You see it that way. We’ll just agree to disagree.”

Sorry, I can’t do that. 

As my friend and great social-minded theologian, Samuel Mudge said recently,

“Agreeing to disagree doesn’t work for a whole lot of people because sometimes, two people are discussing something that is an abstract idea to one, and life-and-death to the other.”

Think about that for a second. I’ll use my most personal examples for clarity.

Not having access to plastic straws might kill me.

Doing away with healthcare protections might kill me.

Using mental health or other disabilities as your excuse because you don’t want to talk about guns or other issues might kill me.

That’s how it works.

The same is true when you endorse leaders who overtly or covertly use their power and systems as a means of oppression, exclusion, and hate.

They aren’t all created equal. People are dying! 

I will say this. We do need to listen to each other more.

I do believe most of us are not as far apart as it seems. Outside the top few, the people from the middle down are all being squeezed economically and otherwise.

Let’s work together to answer these more difficult questions. Maybe life isn’t supposed to be completely found in easy answers.

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We’ve lost our ability to sit across from each other; to hear each other, and to listen to our individual and collective pain. 

This isn’t a suggestion of mere tolerance. I’ll fight as long as I can against racism, ableism, and any other form of oppression, exclusion, and hate.

Inclusion is a table of equity and justice especially for people on the margins. 

That’s what Jesus’ ministry is all about. He restored people to equitable, just community.

This isn’t an over-simplified version of love the sinner, hate the sin. 

That’s just a slight modification of agreeing to disagree with a dash of power mixed in. That’s what got us here.

It’s just a reminder to listen because the cycle will never stop if we don’t do better. 

I hope you’ll join me.

Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.

Peace Love and Acceptance

 

 

 

Give Me Liberty, Immigrants, Cripples, and Jesus!

Give Me Liberty, Immigrants, Cripples, and Jesus!

What you believe about the Statue of Liberty, immigration, disability, and our current US administration tells me everything I need to know about how you feel about Jesus and how you feel about me.

There has been a recent change to the immigration policy in the United States. It states that whether a person is admissible to the United States or not will be based on his or her likelihood of becoming a public charge at any time in the future, as set forth in the Immigration and Nationality Act.

The expressed goal is “to ensure that aliens seeking to enter and remain in the United States — either temporarily or permanently — are self-sufficient and rely on their own capabilities and the resources of family members, sponsors, and private organizations rather than on public resources.” 

Great, right?! Except how can you know? Beyond the obvious discrimination of people with disabilities like me, many of whom are fleeing violence, etc., it could be YOU at any time. Becoming disabled can and does happen at ANYONE. Further, if you live long enough you will almost certainly become disabled. Bodies don’t last forever without breaking down.

So, what does this mean? Unless you are super rich and elite, keep out? That’s sure what it seems like. What about Medicare? If you enter the country at a younger age and never need any public assistance, something you cannot know unless you are super rich, will you be eligible later in life? Does this exclude someone from coming to this country too? It’s a moving target.

Quite simply, we are moving toward eugenics. This should scare you into action! 

I know it won’t. I’ve been around nondisabled people long enough to know how little they think beyond their immediate concerns. You just don’t see yourself as me.

This is why we have a long history of locking away our disabled and elderly people. If you don’t see them, you don’t have to believe you will be them. You are wrong!

Speaking of long history, our current US administration recently stated that the words on the Statue of Liberty were for immigrants coming from Europe too.

I know, racism, shocking… Except, you should be shocked! You should be shocked into action against this administration and its policies. You have a voice. Use it!

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Read more on both these things here or just look at the news or use a search engine. If you are uniformed or unshocked, you may be the problem.

Furthermore, any notion that you can support this administration while calling yourself Christian or pro-life is a farce.

(Admittedly, I’m afraid to make this connection not because it is untrue, but because some have used this as justification to say the Church should be charged with charity, healthcare, and supports instead of the government.)

Frankly, you are not just wrong, the Church is pretty bad at these things. Feel free to ask me about accessibility.

That’s just it. These people claim to be Christians yet the sit in direct opposition to Jesus.

In case you haven’t looked in a while, he takes the powerful in this world and turns them, and their systems, upside down. I mean, Jesus literally tells the rich guy to sell all his stuff and give it to the poor. (Matthew 19:21-22)

Look at the Beattitudes (Matthew 5:1-11)

For Christ’s Sake (Literally) The first Christians lived as a commune. (Acts 2:44-47)

Maybe that’s why the Church is dying.

As for the rest of it, what you believe about the Statue of Liberty, immigration, disability, and our current US administration tells me everything I need to know.

Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.

It also seeks justice and inclusion for the people on the margins; even those least like you. Jesus talks about that too.

I’ll let you look it up if you don’t believe me because, “Carry your own weight,” right?

Peace Love and Acceptance

Notes: 1. Uscis.gov, 2. USA Today – 8/13/2019, 3. Biblegateway.com

 

 

 

Are You Hiding Behind Your Smile?

Are You Hiding Behind Your Smile?

“My Sanguine Shell”
Sanguine
Shell
Fake

Pain
Anxiety
Depression
Regression

Rudderless Ship
Assailed by Stormy Seas
Wave Battered
Sinking
No Release

SOS
Drowned
As Smiles Abound.

 

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“And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it.”Matthew 16:18

Do you ever wonder if others can really see you; not just what’s on the surface but underneath? It probably doesn’t happen most of the time. We’ve become good hiders.

That’s what I love about the dynamics between Jesus and his disciple, Peter.

Peter gets it wrong as much as right. He sinks in water instead of focusing on Jesus. He goes around chopping off ears. Still, Jesus sees and loves him. He sees the possibilities behind the fearful surface Peter exudes.

That’s the heart of God. It does the same for us. It strips away all the coverings of brokenness and finds the good underneath. Yet, I still wrestle with this.

I know God can see me completely, but I still cover it up. Talk about hubris.

I hide my true self from others too. Vulnerability is scary. They won’t accept me if they know my weaknesses.

Except, we all have weaknesses. Some of us might be better at hiding them but we all have weaknesses, fears, insecurities, and shortcomings. So, what if we didn’t hide them?

Maybe we’d all be better off if we were a little more honest with ourselves and each other. Maybe, we could engage in meaningful conversation and begin to break through all our divisions.

I don’t think it’s easy. Being vulnerable might be more difficult for us than building equitable systems and relationships and, frankly, we are pretty bad at both these things.

However, since I have to start somewhere. Maybe this change starts with me.

I hope you’ll join me in building coalitions of love, justice, vulnerability, and equity. In doing so I believe we are truly being faithful disciples of Jesus.

What do you think?

God, you see my heart.
You know my
hurts and pains.
You sit with me in my brokenness and comfort me.
Use me as you will to be open to the hearts of others.
Help me be open too that I might sit with them and together we might know your peace even amidst sadness and uncertainty.
May this be my p
rayer.

Amen. Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.

Racism Is Not a Disability

Racism Is Not a Disability

Today, I went to Canada for lunch because I didn’t want to worry about getting shot.

Sure, I live near the border but, America, we have a problem.

The problem: Racist White Extremists with Guns. 

Here’s what the problem is not: Mental Illness. 

I know. I can hear all the arguments now. “No ‘sane person’ would do this.” This thinking just allows us to dismiss our responsibility.

If the perpetrator doesn’t look like me, I don’t have to do anything, right? Except, these men, look exactly like me. They are white men.

That’s what’s scary. These men could be my brothers.

Ask yourself, “If these incidents were carried out by people of color, How long would it be before we took their guns away?” Yet, here we are, nothing.

Because, if I can convince myself someone like me wouldn’t do something like this, I absolve myself of responsibility. 

I’m not saying you don’t feel bad. I see all the offers of thoughts and prayers. I believe them sincere. I’m with you.

Just don’t be so quick to move on.

Look at the real problem of white male racism.

It’s not difficult to identify. These men have told you as much in their manifestos.

But, putting the blame on mental illness is easier. We throw words like “insane” and “crazy” around so much, they no longer mean anything.

That’s crazy or insane has too easily become our default language.

I do it too. I’m no saint. Let’s all try to do better.

I’ve too quickly offered, “I didn’t mean it that way,” as an excuse in the past. Only, that’s exactly how this happens.

Our word choices and terminology matter.

Instead of crazy or insane use unbelievable, extraordinary, or whatever it is you actually mean.

For example, “Our problem is Racism and White Extremists with Guns.”

White racism and guns are not disabilities.

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Picnic table with Old Smoke Burger Restaurant Hamburger in wrapper with soda, french fries and a lager beer bottle next to a cup filled with beer.

Think about it. When I wanted to feel safe, I went to Canada.

Save me a trip.

Save some lives.

Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.

To be clear it also works for justice.

Peace Love and Acceptance

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Justice, Pain, Equity, and Sleep: A Cripple Convergence Story

Justice, Pain, Equity, and Sleep: A Cripple Convergence Story

“Justice”
Judge not.
But, what about justice?
Lord, will there be equity?
How long must we wait,
For heaven’s sake?
Watching others die,
Pain exchanged,
For personal gains.

Reveal your plans,
Here and now,
Let Love transformed,
Become the norm.
Just make it soon.
Can’t you see?
I’m dying too.

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Hey Y’all,

I planned to write something else today (and, have it up before now) but, I’m exhausted.

One of the most difficult aspects of chronic pain is that you never know what you’re going to get.

I know I’ve overworked my body recently, which isn’t saying much by nondisabled body standards frankly, but I’m feeling pretty bad. My entire body hurts.

If you are a praying sort, prayers are appreciated.

Positive thoughts are always welcome here. 

Another part of my struggle with chronic pain is what I call painsomnia.

Simply put, that’s insomnia caused by pain and, in case it isn’t clear by now, I don’t sleep much.

So, here I am.

Exhausted and typing for public consumption. There’s probably a law against this somewhere. If it’s in my bedroom, I’ll plead cripple ignorance.

Anyway, I digress…

I know many people have it worse. This is also a frustration of mine.

I think about these things at night while not sleeping.

We live in a world filled with injustice. 

Racism.

People exploiting others for their personal economic gain.

Outright hate.

There’s prejudice of all kinds for many people.

Maybe it’s always existed but it seems worse than in recent memory.

Meanwhile, overtly and covertly, those on top by virtue of privilege are still working to make more, pay less, and take more away from the rest of us. 

Look at healthcare.

The elite are in court right now working to take away the few remaining protections of the Affordable Care Act. (USA) Things like coverage for preexisting conditions.

Social Security and Medicare coming next.

(I feel like I’ve talked about this before, though, I’m too tired to look it up.) 

You don’t have to look too hard to find something happening that will hurt most of us in one way or another in exchange for profits. There are plenty of examples.

Some folks are just marginalized more than others.

That’s intentional. 

If they can keep the fighting focused on the fears of those who have little and those who have less, they win. Divide and conquer.

This strategy is working. They’re on top! 

The disparity between the top and the bottom is growing while the middle is shrinking.

Meanwhile, all I want to do is sleep. But, sleeping is what brought us here.

And, I get frustrated. I want justice now.

I know Love works toward justice.

I just wonder how many people will die waiting for change? 

I wonder, “Will it be me?”

That’s the thing about justice. Prayers are good. Action is better. 

One of the mantras I repeat most often is “God’s Love works most often through our own hands and hearts.”

God doesn’t need me but God can use me.

I’m reminded of Micah 6:8

He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.

So, here I am.

I’m awake anyway.

How about you?

Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.

Peace Love and Acceptance

The Deep Scarcity of Love

The Deep Scarcity of Love

My Dream of Love
I dream of progress elsewhere, beyond what is easily seen by today’s eyes, where peace reigns, and gentleness grows as true in practice as it is in spirit.

I dream of life eternal, where love does not dim but, is transformed complete.

I dream,
I hope,
I am.

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It’s difficult to believe in love some days.

Look around.

Hate seems to be winning.

Truth seems to be relative.

Hope is in short supply.

Ironically, that’s when you need hope, truth, and love the most; when they seem so scarce.

That sums up where we are right now.

There’s a deep scarcity of love.

Racism, attacks on women, children, and the disabled. People facing hate and exclusion for whom they love.

We live in scary and dangerous times.

It seems overwhelming.

Yet, I can’t hide from it and neither should you. Being idle only helps perpetuate systemic injustice.

We have a responsibility to participate with love even knowing we won’t complete its task.

Human brokenness comes with a propensity to place one life over another.

Still, we have an obligation to work toward, love, inclusion, and justice for all people.

This is our command to love God and neighbor.

God’s work is about justice and God uses imperfect people to do it.

This is a timeless truth in which I find hope.

There are people just like you and me working to bring restoration in the name of love. We are not alone.

Likewise, we can do the same.

We don’t need love’s transformation to be complete to transformers here and now.

As I’ve heard it said, “God doesn’t call the perfect. He perfects the called.”

God has called plenty of imperfect people to participate in love’s mission.

Just look at me.

I’m as imperfect as they come yet I’m called nevertheless just as the many imperfect people before me were called.

The world needs it.

The world needs you.

Right now.

How will you bring transformational Love today?

Wherever you are this day: Love Accepts You, No Exceptions.

Peace Love and Acceptance