Britney Winn Lee

Never Again: A Litany for Rebuking Mass Shootings

March 23, 2021

Peace & Nonviolence, Politics, Practical Justice

I desperately need for not one more presidential term, one more year, one more month, one more sermon, one more day to go by without the country and the church—filled with good, smart, and compassionate people—getting more creative about gun control. I desperately need for this litany to never be used by another community, another soul, ever again.

On the Anniversary of the Shut-Down: A Prayer for What Was, Is, and Is to Come

Britney Winn Lee

March 12, 2021

Books, General, Global

It’s been a long road, and it’s not over, though it does seem to be changing. And we felt we couldn’t let this moment pass without marking it together in some way.

Identifying Spiritual Abuse

Britney Winn Lee

February 25, 2021

General, Theology, Women

Today, it is darkly comedic, the irony of this moment. At the time, it was crushing. Who was I to propose such a thing? Had I witnessed any of what I thought I’d witnessed?

On Thanksgiving: An Honest Home in the Uncomfortable ‘Both’

Britney Winn Lee

November 25, 2020

Creation & Environment, General, Race

But this little plot of land, where my son swings from oak branches beside the bayou . . . where we make mashed potatoes for three instead of twenty-three . . . where I call home . . . is much more than just a settler's trophy. We live in Caddo territory, or so it was before the Treaty of Cession of 1835.

Wheat and Weeds: Thoughts on Cancel Culture

Britney Winn Lee

August 3, 2020

General, Practical Justice, Theology

When it comes to systemic injustice, we must deconstruct, defund, demolish, dismantle now and with courage. But when it comes to people? We can’t destroy the wheat for the weeds before the harvest.

It’s Complicated: A Different Liturgy for Mother’s Day

Britney Winn Lee

May 6, 2020

Church Life, Family and Parenting, Women

You don't need me to tell you that Mother's Day is complicated for many. A two-second pause to contemplate the people in your life for whom the holiday might be painful would yield evidence enough that the day ...