Saturday, September 6, 2008

September 6, 2008 Gathering


Welcome to The Pub Church! We are a church in a pub. So please feel free to move around, order drinks and food, doodle on your placemat, and above all express your thoughts and ideas freely!

We all come with stories, talents, gifts, and hopes. It is our prayer that with all our differences and all our strengths, we will come together and drink in the spirit! This is sacred space.


In this place we creatively express;

Some of us are focused, some are a mess!

We participate during the sermon

And people do connect, we are learnin’

Greet all with a handshake, toast or a wave

At all times feel free to yell, rant or rave

Fake not friends, we can arrive as we are.

Cheers! Here’s to sacred space in a bar!


“As a virtue solidarity becomes a way of life.

It becomes the new way of living out the ‘love your neighbor as yourself’ that up to now has been interpreted as giving out of largesse (generosity/bounty). Given the network of oppressive structures in our world today that so control and dominate the vast majority of human beings, the only way we can continue to claim the centrality of love of neighbor for Christians is to redefine what it means and what it demands of us. Solidarity, then, becomes the new way of understanding and living out this commandment of the gospel.”

- Ada Maria Isasi-Diaz, Mujerista Theology.


By Jaclyn Jones


Reflections on Be-ing Church

“We came from many nationalities and backgrounds. About half the women on the line were from Six Nations. We shared small bits of our culture, favorite foods, or revealed an embarrassing moment. It was just this potential for solidarity the foreman was always looking to sabotage. It was done in little ways, all the time: a whispered lie, a cruel suggestion, a vulgar joke. But it was hard to split us up. The conveyor belt held us together.

Within weeks I was welcomed into the circle, teased, pelted with questions. My differences were taken into account, my sameness sought out. We worked together, we talked, we listened.”

-From Leslie Feinberg’s Stone Butch Blues, p. 78. A novel about the experience of being “butch,” here she recounts about her work experience in a factory.


We will share resources with one another and toward The Pub Church.


Led by Xochitl with a poem.


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September 20th location??? Andrew.


Radiant and unfading Wisdom,

you are expansive,




you are more mobile than any motion; you are a breath of the power of the Divine.

Enter into our souls and stay with us as we close our time today. Amen.