Christianity can be described as a theological materialism: It is that which transforms our material existence. If our faith does not throw us into the arms of the world, if it does not lead to our experience of responsibility, love, celebration, and our commitment to transformation, then, whatever we call it, we have nothing but an empty shell.

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

That which we cannot speak of is the one thing about whom and to whom we must never stop speaking.

Your job is to take notes, my job is to make that impossible.

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

What if one of the core elements of a radical Christianity lay in a demand that we betray it, while the ultimate act of affirming God required the forsaking of God? And what if fidelity to the Judeo-Christian scriptures demanded their renunciation? In short, what if the only way of finding faith involved betraying it with a kiss?

To believe is human to doubt is divine.