Shady Solidarity: A God Who Lifts Up the Poor
The phrase that comes to mind for me when I read this story is “shady solidarity.”
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The phrase that comes to mind for me when I read this story is “shady solidarity.”
“Will you do it for their sake? Will you minister to these people, these queer and trans people, these abortion patients and providers, these parents and children who are now and who are yet to be, these created beings threatened by climate catastrophe? Will you do it for them?”
A third definition of “prodigal” in the dictionary surprised me: “yielding abundantly: LUXURIANT.” With this definition, my understanding of the parable of the Prodigal Son shifted.
If my sexuality brings me so much meaning and connection, how could it be my “cross”?
When I was in the earliest stages of coming out and was sorting through my feelings about my sexuality, I felt as though there was a stormy ocean inside my mind, heart, and body.
“What then is my role in living a moral life as an LGBTQ Catholic? How am I called to announce God’s justice?”
Today is the Solemnity of Our Lord Jesus Christ, King of the Universe, and the celebration feels a little pointed this year.
We knew that getting married as two gay, Catholic women in the deeply red state of South Dakota, especially when we were determined to have a Catholic liturgy, would be complicated. That is why, despite vastly different contexts, I see myself in today’s parable when it comes to my gay, Catholic wedding during COVID-19.
Today’s liturgical readings prompted me to think about restorative justice, and the implications it could have for LGBTQ people and the Catholic Church.
Today, I find that hope, reassurance, and sustenance in the dogma of the Assumption. I truly believe that as a Church and as a people, we need the Assumption today more than ever.