What “toast, boast, and oath” might you offer this January?

May we be active participants in the liberatory potential of democracy.

As sacred beings, we hold the wisdom to know what is best for our own selves.

Little changes can snowball into massive impacts.

Of all the things "faith" can mean, to me it means believing in us.

How much notice would I want ahead of time before I die?

Sexuality in all its stunning diversity is part of our birthright.

I wasn’t really “born this way.” I grew this way.

Motherhood must be a choice. It cannot be chosen for us.

The power to choose is the power of life in the midst of brokenness.

How white evangelicals became the most powerful voting bloc in the U.S. and the fuel of the American white supremacy engine.

Without consent, our ability to create becomes not a blessing, but a burden and an imposition.

We are full, sovereign human beings.

Every time someone showed up for me, I learned that love is greater than skin deep.

Each Advent, my empathy for Mary’s situation returns.

Though we experience discomfort, we are excited to give birth to a new, just world.

May the beginnings and endings in our stories be held in unconditional love and acceptance.

What’s the one word you hope will define your upcoming year?

Give up the fight For some other moment Some other life Than here, and now Give up the longing for some other world The wishing for other choices to make other songs to sing other bodies, other ages, other countries, other stakes Purge the past; forgive the future— for each come too soon.