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Author Archives: haywardsus
Reflections on my experience in Charlottesville
I wish I could tell you that it was an easy decision to go down to Charlottesville, that I was committed and convicted that being there was the right thing from the moment mid-July I first learned about the white … Continue reading
Crisis and Opportunity in the Muslim World
I am currently in Morocco for the Marrakesh Declaration and Call to Action, a three-day gathering of prominent Sunni and Shia scholars (though primarily Sunni) from around the world who have come together to affirm the rights of minorities within … Continue reading
Fruit of Labor
At long last, our book was released officially on September 15th! Can’t tell you what a relief this is, after such a long incubation period. The project that led to this book was launched in 2010, a joint effort by … Continue reading
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Tagged #Christianity, #Islam, #peacebuilding, #religion, #women, Buddhism
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Paradise
This sermon was preached by Rev. Dr. Stephanie Paulsell, one of my former seminary professors and an inspiration in the art of making scholarship a ministry to others and an act of devotion. She offered this reflection at a Seven Last … Continue reading
“I no longer love blue skies”
This is adapted from a talk I gave on January 24th at an interfaith conference on drone warfare held at Princeton Theological Seminary. I was invited to speak from a faith perspective about the use of weaponized drones as a tactic of modern … Continue reading
Praying the Hours
The ice slabs on the river groan when the terce sun strikes them, cracking as the cold night lifts and exposes them to something new. I listen to their shifting from here, above the sound of wood stirring, crumbling as the … Continue reading
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First Love
It was most of all the way you’d proclaim your self-importance in morning granola served mixed together with organic yogurt and my fruit, frozen hard. I always came second to your child which was the way it should be. But at bedtime he … Continue reading
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