Hey there, I’m Avery (they/them). This site holds the liturgy and worship materials I’ve written over the years, including poems that I’ve written. I invite you to make use of these materials for free in your communities.
My liturgy is LGBTQA+/queer affirming and frequently borrows from various branches of liberation theology; it also employs inclusive language for people and expansive language for God. That means that I include nonbinary persons in my language (e.g. no use of “brothers and sisters” without also including “siblings”), and often acknowledge the communities-within-our-communities that are most marginalized, from BIPOC to disabled persons. It also means that I like to spice up what pronouns and imagery I use for God!
Please let me know if you find anything in my writing here that fails to live up to those goals of affirmation, inclusiveness, and expansion. And if there’s anything I need to be doing to make this site more accessible, let me know that too! I am eager to learn and fix my mistakes.
For more about me and how to contact me, see my about page.
For more of my stuff, including my multifaith podcast of transgender stories, my TransChristianity timeline, and my disability theology stuff, visit Blessedarethebinarybreakers.com.
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God’s world has spent more time withoutus than with us. We are just the latest twigon an ancient tree.We have only just unfurledour first green leaf. Our existence depends utterly on the rootshidden away somewhere far belowthat stretch downward just as deepas their helpmates in the sky —the towering branches — stretch high. Without the […]
We worship a Mystery, a Being too vast to capture in words,who reveals Godself to each of us in different ways. While making room for different understandings,let us affirm the faith that draws us together: We believe in the God whose Word birthed the cosmos, Who shaped human beings from the rich topsoil,breathed Her own […]
A reflection that draws from John 20 and Isaiah 56. Happy Easter, all. As Mary Magdalene sits alone in the predawn stillness, she weeps — but her tears are not only grief: they are tears of frustration. Tears with questions. Tears that demand something of Divinity. Mary is not passive in her weeping: she is […]
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