About David R. Henson

David Henson received his Master of Arts from Graduate Theological Union in Berkeley, California, after receiving a Lilly Grant for religious education for journalists. He is ordained in the Episcopal Church as a priest. He lives in North Carolina, is a father of two boys, and the husband of a medical resident.

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Keep Christianity Weird: The Trinity, Mermaids, UFOs, and Holy Strangeness

Keep it weird. From Portland and Boulder to Austin and Asheville, “Keep It Weird” has become a rallying cry for local culture in an increasingly mass-produced landscape, a full-throated embrace funky individualism that ironically forges strong community. Of course, to really find the misfit and funky expressions of humanity, you have to move beyond the [Read More…]

Good News in a Shampoo Bottle

This is every sermon you will ever need to preach or hear.It’s hope from a sink, wisdom with wet hair.  It’s good news from a shampoo bottle. There’s pain, and grace, and beauty. It reminds me of Maundy Thursday, but with washed hair instead of feet. Watch the whole thing. It’s worth every minute. [Read more…]

When You Love Your Enemy

When You Love Your Enemy to the Point of Doubting Your Lord by David R. Henson Now the Eleven had once been Twelve. So when the One who had hung on a tree returned without the one who had swung in a tree some of them doubted. Only a traitor could have made them whole. Image Credit: “Oak [Read More…]

The Worst Prison Escape in History (A Homily for Easter 7C)

Seventh Sunday of Easter, Year C — Acts 16:16-34 — John 17:20-26 Seventh Sunday of Easter, Year C — Acts 16:16-34 — John 17:20-26 Today, in our text from Acts, we read about what is quite possibly the worst attempt to escape from prison even recorded. I know this might be a bit of an [Read More…]

Faith is Like Laughter

Faith is like laughter. It doesn’t have to be real to have a real effect. Even if it’s fake, laughter still helps lift our spirits, relieves our burdens, and joins folks together. Even if it’s completely fake and forced, it still somehow winds up being real anyway. Kinda like faith. Several years ago, as a journalist, I attended [Read More…]

‘Influence Without Responsibility’: An Interview with Morgan Guyton about Toxic Christianity

I had the opportunity to chat a bit with Morgan Guyton, author of How Jesus Saves the World From Us: 12 Antidotes to Toxic Christianity. It’s an engaging and challenging book, and Morgan is refreshingly honest in it and in his answers to my questions below. I definitely recommend his book. My only criticism is that [Read More…]

Judas Lives! (What’s So New About Jesus’ New Commandment to Love One Another?)

Easter 4C — John 13:31-35 — Lectionary Reflection  One of the curious things about Jesus’ new commandment he gives to the disciples is that it doesn’t really seem all that new. It’s something that frustrates me every Maundy Thursday when we read this story, this idea that serving others and loving others is somehow a [Read More…]

Holy Ship: Four Ways the Church is like the Millennium Falcon

When I was a kid, I loved the Millennium Falcon. Okay, so it’s not just when I was a kid. I still love the Millennium Falcon, and I’ve always held a special place in my heart for the Corellian freighter. In fact, a friend sent me off from my last job with a poster of the ship, and I wear [Read More…]

The Sacrament of Housework: When the Risen Lord Did the Laundry

Sacrament After Jesus climbed up out of Death the first thing he did was the laundry. He creased the shroud that covered his face, just so, and placed it back where it belonged. He could have left it in a messy pile in a hurry to file his taxes on time or make that lunch [Read More…]

The Three Days: A Poem for Holy Week

Three Days (Cleopas, Peter, Arimathea) My shoelaces frayed into aimless clouds from walking too far after the knot of hope loosened and untied the future. I erased the darkness bathing despair in the warm blue glow of an endless screen, the only light left. I sang a lullaby and opened the abyss, gathering the dead [Read More…]


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