God seems to be an unwilling participant in our efforts to pigeonhole Him.

When the vastness of God meets the restriction of our own humanity, words can't hold it. The best we can do is find the moments that rhyme with this expansive heart of God.

My church is in the detention facilities where I preside and celebrate the Eucharist. To me that's the church. That's the people of God.

The arms of God reach to embrace, and somehow you feel yourself just outside God's fingertips.

We lose our right to be surprised that California has the highest recidivism rate in the country if we refuse to hire folks who have taken responsibility for their crimes and have done their time.

Does God feel like that same-sex marriage could happen? I don't think anybody who has a connection to God and God's understanding and depth of compassion who's gonna say 'no.'