Sometimes that chill down your spine is just enough to flood your body with distress. Shivering through the perceived lack and risk of harm.

Cold always reminds me of how limited I am. The chilly breeze reminds me of the shadows that fall across the path when you are faced…

Whether we want it to or not, silence speaks and it speaks loudly!

In the stillness of the moment when we hear nothing but silence, surprising words are spoken.

I hear you; shame, disappointment, bitterness, rage.

I hear you; fear, abandonment, anxiety, doubt.

I hear myself; I want a song…

That moment early in the morning when your brain suddenly switches on and your first thought is, “why now?”

You begin to cycle through all the discomfort of your body. It’s too hot. My neck is stiff. Everything keeps popping. I need to use the restroom. …

I know belief is important and I know it has brought me this far, yet I still doubt.

I know love is real because I have seen it and felt it, yet I still struggle to love fully, to know that I am loved and to let myself be lovable.

It is scary to be free yet I yearn to be free.

When I walk through the world, I am terrified; terrified by pain and by adventure.

Sometimes going through life feels like walking through a blizzard in shorts and flip flops; while other times it is like walking into…

These days, peace seems to be incomplete. I hardly seem to have peace fully. Did I ever?

I recall the days when peace was there. Peace was a close companion that was often bothered but never disturbed. Peace is and has been disturbed.

Today, peace is distant and elusive, leaving…

I sit down.

My back is upright.

I place my hands in front of me; positioning is key to play the keys.

With hands in place, fingers begin to dance.

The hum of one note after the other; the vibration of sound, all is gift.

Each note is a person…

Step by step.

My heart beats.

Glancing at the crowds.

Seeing and hearing the commotion.

I remember…

I remember the joy of gathering.

I remember the warmth of embracing.

I remember the gentle kisses of a soft breeze.

I remember the smell of fresh coffee being served.

Crossing the corner,

Wearing a pride scarf that was gifted to me by a friend in NYC.

I have been thinking for a couple of weeks now, about the oddity of happiness. My reflection has been really focused on the fact that I do not necessarily feel very happy. What is intriguing/odd about that is happiness seems to be something that a lot of us want in…

When the time for Pentecost was fulfilled, they were all in one place together. And suddenly there came from the sky a noise like a strong driving wind, and it filled the entire house in which they were. Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire, which parted and…

Rev. Jerry Maynard

Ministry of Protest, Praise, & Community Organizing. Founding Pastor: The People’s Church. For More Info:

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