What if Christ came to earth in a body, so that we actually could let our bodies lead us spiritually?
What if Christ healed on the Sabbath, so that those who were sick or blind or paralyzed could actually experience rest for the first time in their lives?
What if we knew “I and the Father are One” because we tuned into our bodies to let us know if we were disconnected or in harmony?
What if Christ spoke the Sermon on the Mount in nature because those in the temple would not hear what he had to say?
What if Christ rose “still wounded”, so that those with chronic illness, mental illness, and lifelong disability could still find hope that woundedness is simply an invitation to transformation?
What if a weak body was celebrated in the church?
What if a disabled woman was a pastor?
What if we actually lived like we believed that “those who are weak are strong?”
What if the church actually listened to traumatized bodies: those marginalized by sexual orientation, race, gender identity, etc?
What if the church listened to people of color and have them reshape Christian spirituality–because most definitely that would lead to a more embodied faith?
What if the white church realized that striving for power and influence, (instead of turning to lament in solidarity with marginalized people), is not what Jesus is about at all?
What if the the church actually admitted that we don’t know much about the Holy Spirit (the breath of God) because we don’t pay attention to our own breathing?
What if we had spiritual practices in the church, which let us tap into our unconscious, so we can actually start to heal and change?
What if the church could be reborn so that it includes a feminine consciousness in balance with a masculine one?