Dear Holy Mother of All That is Bright and Beautiful
The sweetness, hope and creativity that has come to me, as a result of calling on you, is beyond what my heart can hold.
An Affirmation of that which Sparkles and Shines
millions around the world
join us in our celebration of “bright sadness’
head bowed down to the ground again
many times tonight we enter more fully
God’s embrace
many people here and everywhere
surrender self
In the Beginning
My mom was having none of this kind of Christianity. She promptly brought me to Glide Church in San Francisco and told me, honey – these are God’s children and love God as much as those folks back at church. Well. If you have ever been to Glide Church you know what I saw. FOLKS.Real Folks. At all levels of elevation and depravation. That day, I met Francis, who in a way is my St. Francis. She is a woman (very recently) who wears tall high heals and red dresses and red lipstick and claimed to LOVE the Lord. We joined that day, and I sat next to Francis and learned of her recent change from man to woman. I loved her. God opened my heart to her and I prayed then and there for God to remove from my heart that spirit of judgement that many Christians are known for. And I am glad to say, that God did.