(Featured Photo: "Last Supper in Gaza" by Vivek Vilasini) I was recently reading Catholic Biblical Quarterly and came across a journal article that was about what Paul meant when he used the term 'The Lord's Supper' in 1 Cor 11:20 (I know... thrilling stuff). The intention of the article was to determine whether Paul meant Eucharist/Communion when he… Continue reading The Lord’s Supper
Hello, hello my friends! I'm afraid it's another one of those times where I'm going to have to apologize for and explain my long absence. I never intend for them to happen, that I promise, but life happens and we get caught up in the whirlwind of it all. I know some of you remember… Continue reading Life Updates and Such
The response to this video has been a fascinating one to observe. The Queer community has been in an uproar, denouncing Metcalf as homophobic due to his response to Bradford and his opposition to gay marriage. I won't go into my deep qualms with the vocabulary of 'homophobe' - we don't have enough time -… Continue reading Homophobia or Harassment?
Just some quick thoughts on Jesus today, as I was scribbling in my journal. I realized that I've been writing so much about Palestine, and other topics that I've really neglected some of my favorite writing; theology. So.. he's a quick bit for ya. *** You can't talk about Jesus' mission without first speaking about… Continue reading Quick Thoughts: Jesus/Anarchy
The silence that you've been hearing from me this past week or so has been the product of hesitation and great debate. I've watched Twitter and Facebook blaze with the gaining momentum of the fire that is #MeToo, reading stories from friends that have broken my heart. Overall, I am shocked - I, a woman,… Continue reading #MeToo
Time runs differently in Palestine-Israel, an adagio that slips by in minutes that seem to stretch for hours. I hadn't noticed this until delegation broke, and I was left on my own to explore the country for myself. Perhaps it was the call to prayer that rang out over the rooftops five times a day,… Continue reading Little Shop of Treasures
The scene stays with me as sharply vivid as a finely honed blade. For months afterwards I had nightmares about it.. The armored jeep crept down the main thoroughfare threateningly invisible in the dusk, its tires crunching softly on the loose, rocky pavement. Hadn't been for a few flood lights positioned on the corners of… Continue reading Aida Camp