Author Archives: Brian Walsh
Romero Prayers in the face of Empire
Prayers in the face of empire, inspired by Oscar Romero.
For Days are Surely Coming
Days are surely coming. Without that hope, how could we survive the days that are here?
Dreaming of Hope
Sometimes you need a dream of delight to replenish your hope.
Gender, Weeping and Hope
What begins in gendered weeping finds its resolution in gender reversals. What begins in uncontrolled wailing gives birth to hope for a radical new way.
From Maximillian Kolbe to Oscar Romero
It is a short path from Maximillian Kolbe to Oscar Romero.
Dancing to the End of Love … at Auschwitz
A dance of the displaced, a dance of the diaspora, exiled within exile.
Bound to Betray
Betrayal unravels the very fabric of creation. The grief of God resonates with the grief of all creation.
God’s Pathos, Broken Love
Yahweh is singing the blues. And it is terrible.
Jeremiah’s Call and Desperate Times
Without prophetic critique, hope before breakfast will be little more than cheap optimism at best, and a pious cover-up at worst.
From Transfixed to Hope: Hope Before Breakfast
We may be sleepy, but we will not be numb. Hope and history may not rhyme, but we gather nonetheless with a radical and stubborn hope, even before breakfast!
Respected elders in the United States, our mothers and fathers in the faith, reclaim Jesus in the face of the heresies of American empire.
Dangerous Angels: Bruce Cockburn’s Prophetic Pilgrimage
If you wrestle with angels, you'll always end up with a limp.
Holy Week and the March for our Lives
For these kids it is already Holy Saturday. The crucifixion has already happened and their friends are in the ground. But they did not run away. They marched on Washington.
Character and the Crisis of Home
Character and the crisis of home. Or perhaps we could say, spiritual bankruptcy and the deformation of character. Or maybe, moral ecology and the collapse of home.
Angel’s Envy, Psalm 41 and Adam Wood
Angel's Envy. Who knows, maybe the angels envy my friend Adam Wood. Not even the angels meet that kind of integrity everyday.
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