Confessions Of A Queer Lady Priest

Micro-blogging about life and ministry as an Episcopal priest who is openly Queer in a small Southern city. ✝️🏳️‍🌈🕊️

[lilyofthemohawks]

God made the world for us to frolic upon it, literally made it all because he adores us. Creation is literally a love letter.

[lena-oleanderson]

transgender jesus poem (working title) some explanations below the cut

this is very much a work in progress but if i only posted fully finished poems here, i'd post twice a year.

anyway i was reading about the resurrection some time ago, and how there's some debate over the nature of the resurrected body of christ - as in is it the same body that died and was buried and then rose up, or is it a new, transformed body, the way paul talks about the spiritual body as opposed to the natural body (you know, the one that's put on immortality and incorruptibility and whatnot). as i understood it, the debate is mostly whether jesus gets his spiritual body at the resurrection or at the ascension. and i guess the how exactly did this body change debate made me think abt the trans experience and then i read about the transfiguration, where jesus takes a few apostles up a mountain and glows divinely, and that, too, is a kind of bodily change, if temporary. and i guess luke 24 is one of my favourite bits of the bible because the guy has just fully risen from the dead and while everyone is like hey what the fuck we like. saw you die. you're not a ghost, are you? jesus is like relax, it's me. look at my hands. touch me. you got anything to eat here? and then they get him some broiled fish

and i don't view transition as a kind of death, personally, but it is often a kind of resurrection still. it's a change - but when i hold my friends' hands, i know it's still us, and we are not dead, we are alive. and we're going to get something to eat.

[queer-lady-priest]

[the-daily-word]

[luxangelae]

He left the 99 to find His silliest sheep (me)

[queer-lady-priest]

2025 has been brutal.

I didn’t know my heart could break over so many things and still keep beating: so many significant deaths, including my Dad; painful rejections; being blindsided “polite bigotry” in the church; and the rampant disregard for human dignity by so many so-called Christians.

Oh Lord, my God, deliver me from my resentment that drives me further away from my neighbor. Open my ears to hear truth, not assumptions. Make my mouth speak of your grace and compassion rather than my own ego. Loving God, knit back what is broken so I can continuing loving as you love me.

[queer-lady-priest]

Saturday Night Sermon Writing Fuel

[dyke-for-christ]

"What radicalized you?"

Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven Blessed are the meek for they shall possess the earth. Blessed are they that mourn for they shall be comforted. Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after justice for they shall ave their fill. Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the clean of heart for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they that suffer persecution of justices' sake for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are ye when they shall revile you, and persecute you, and speak all that is evil against you, untruly for my sake. Be glad and rejoice, for your reward is very great in heaven. For so they persecuted the prophets that were before you. --Matthew 5:3-12

[laces-and-pearls]

Source (Instagram)

@unprofessionalcat

[luxangelae]

I spent hours combing through pictures of Roman catacombs to put these slides together. I love paleo Christian art so much

[queer-lady-priest]

The powers and principalities of this world are trifling with me today!

I came home from night #2 of VBS to discover my HVAC was blowing hot air and it’s 2° hotter INSIDE my house.

It’s supposed to be 97°F tomorrow with a heat index of 110°.

Good Lord, deliver us.

[queer-lady-priest]

For sanity of priests, pastors, and other church staff who work alongside squirrelly church musicians,

We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.

[cinnamowl]

The real christian Tumblr experience is laughing at a stupid shit post and than getting hit with the most soul crushing prayer request known to humanity right after

[correctopinionhaver]

[queer-lady-priest]

Salve Regina

[queer-lady-priest]

An impulse buy of a calligraphy pen set at the craft store led to an evening of writing out prayers and psalms.

Lord, in your mercy hear our prayer.

[queer-lady-priest]

Praying has been hard since Dad died.

So I’d like to think my cigar smoke rises up like incense on the evening sacrifice as a prayer of mourning and hope.

The non-alcoholic beer is my sobriety indulgence.

[queer-lady-priest]

My Dad died this week after a brief time in hospice and 7 years after his Alzheimer’s diagnosis. I thought I was prepared for the grief, because I’m a priest who’s walked alongside parishioners with the same diagnosis.

Whew, buddy, I was wrong. Seeing his name published in the obituary broke my heart all over again. Realizing I’ll never kiss his forehead again broke my heart again. Knowing I won’t hear his whistling or grumbling to the cats broke my heart yet again.

No amount of CPE or pastoral care practice will prepare us for the hundreds of ongoing heartbreaks we experience with a loved one’s death.

As a Christian, I hope for the resurrection of the dead; but gosh I miss my Dad. I grieve that my Mom lost her life partner and best friend. The heartbreak feels so overwhelming that I forget how to breathe.