
ophelia hu kinney
Swords or plowshares:
the right words can be either.
I story-tell in an attempt to distill everyday divinity: yours, ours, “theirs,” creation’s. I write, preach, edit, and speak.
Today, my favorite words are: slake, luminous, surprise.
If you’d like to collaborate, I’d love to hear from you.
This photo is by Alyssa Soucy.
I’m a mother, wife, and sister, and I belong to immigrant parents. I live on Wabanaki land in a town named for its marsh grass. I’m a Dao-curious Christian, an evangelical escapee, and a queer Asian American. I build bridges with urgency because our souls are restless to cross the distance.
Yes – yours, too.
SERMONS
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If you want community, you’ve gotta stick around to make it so.
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How to Survive an Avalanche: Instructions for an Apocalypse
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In the Name of Jesus: the Death of Sonya Massey & the Cult of Imperialism
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The Great Recruiter
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Pay Attention [Queering Genesis]
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Re-Member the Body: a Mid-Pandemic Queer Invocation at Amherst College