I deny the resurrection every time I turn my back on the poor or become a cog in a system of injustice

Truly embracing the fragility and tensions of life...brings with it the possibility of true joy.

There is a deep sense in which we are all ghost towns. We are all haunted by the memory of those we love, those with whom we feel we have unfinished business. While they may no longer be with us, a faint aroma of their presence remains, a presence that haunts us until we make our peace with them and let them go. The problem, however, is that we tend to spend a great deal of energy in attempting to avoid the truth. We construct an image of ourselves that seeks to shield us from a confrontation with our ghosts. Hence we often encounter them only late at night, in the corridors of our dreams.

Here God is not approached as an object that we must love, but as a mystery present in the very act of love itself.

The church is a place where we make our prejudice sacred.

I deny the resurrection every time I turn my back on the poor or become a cog in a system of injustice

Faith, then, is not a set of beliefs about the world. It is rather found in the loving embrace of the world. Because the actual existing church has reduced the Crucifixion and Resurrection to religious affirmations held by a certain tribe, rather than expressions of a type of life, the event they testify to has been almost completely eclipsed.