Many have been asking me about leaving Living Water UCC and POWER to head to DC.  Yes, I am leaving Living Water later this month and POWER shortly thereafter to become the Political Director of the PICO (People Improving Communities through Organizing) National Network in Washington, DC. PICO is the nation’s largest Faith Based Organizing Movement.  For those that know me well this is not much of a surprise.  I was a Political Science major when I started Boston College almost 20 years ago.  Politics and Activism/Advocacy/Organizing have been important to me since my childhood.  My faith has been equally important to me longer than politics.  Finally, I am able to work deeply at the intersection of two of my passions to bring about healing and hope for a broken world.

Some have asked about what church I will be pastoring.  I am not.  In my new role I will be serving as a Public Theologian in the midst of our Nation’s Capital.  In addition, later this year, I will be installed as the Presiding Bishop of Higher Ground Christian Fellowship International.  My mentor Bishop Kermit L. Newkirk, Jr. will be retiring from the role as Presiding Bishop.  I look forward to serving the church in that new capacity.  As a matter of faith practice, I am working with a collaborative of faith leaders from around the country on the creation of an Ecumenical Religious Order committed to a charism of Social Justice as Spiritual Discipline and Spiritual Practice.  The early conversations have been exciting and I look forward to helping establish this new body.   Please keep this effort in your prayers.  If you are interested in learning more about the order, please email me at ddroyster1969@gmail.com.  I would be glad to share with you the plans in more detail.  My family and I will be looking for a UCC church in the MD/DC area to call home.  Pray for us as a seek a place where we can finally sit together during worship and delight in the Lord.

It has been a hard decision to leave both of these organizations and head to DC.  Yet, I am feeling called to our nation’s capital for such a time as this.  There is much going on in the world that requires faith voices to speak truth to power and demand justice in the land.  For that reason, I feel called in this moment…this Kairos moment.    I am not one who believes that faith should not be engaged in the political realm.  I am not sure how anyone could read the sacred texts of the Christian tradition and not see that faith has always engaged the empire in one way or another.  For many communities all across this nation there is great pain.  As the Rev. Dr. Howard Thurman asked in his book Jesus and the Disinherited, “What does our faith have to say to people with their backs up against the wall?”  For far too long the church has been a sleeping giant.  It is time to “Wake Up!”  God has always had a remnant that has lifted a witness for Justice but now we need the whole of the many faith traditions and communities across our nation to become engaged.  Good people who do nothing in the face of injustice are not good people!   We must work to challenge the narratives and stories that have anesthetized our faith traditions into a dreamless slumber that does not even produce rest.  We do not need a sleeping giant but instead a massive army of faith people in a cacophony of voices that calls this nation to its better self.  A massive army that draws our faith communities out of the walls of their institutions and to care for the greater community that surrounds them.  A call to care for all of God’s creation!

So I head to Washington to be Faith Warrior. To fight for a Moral Economy! To Fight for Racial Justice! To fight for an end to Mass Incarceration!  To Fight for a Pathway to Citizenship! To Fight for Climate and Environmental Justice! To fight for issues yet to be named!

Please join me I continue my efforts to Change the Damn World!

​Grace and Peace,
+DDR
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There's no doubt in my mind that this particular blog post will get me in trouble with a lot of people. Every year on Martin Luther King Jr. Day, there continues to be an ongoing debate about a Day of Service versus a Day of Action. In my mind this should never be a debate. Not once do we ever see Dr. King wielding a paintbrush, sweeping the street nor do we see Dr. King doing service projects. What we do see is Dr. King in Action. He is marching, protesting, praying, preaching, being arrested, writing and meeting with the powers that be.  The idea that the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr day would become a day of service is in itself a nod to the systemic racism and the deep paralysis that this country has around conversations of race and systemic change.  Service does not change racist systems but Action does!

Over the course of this weekend, I once again (as a part of a spiritual practice) read  Dr. King's Letter from a Birmingham Jail . I'm reminded of the deep necessity for us especially in this age, to be about Action and not just about service. Don't get me wrong service projects are critically important to the ongoing work of our communities.  Many of these service projects exist because of the failure of those in political and business leadership to fulfill their responsibilities to local communities; in particular communities of color. I'm deeply troubled that in this age of income inequality; deep racial divisions; the privatization and profiteering off the bodies of black and brown folk that results in mass incarceration and mass deportation; to the violent ways in which we are tearing apart our environment; and treating so many classes of people who are marginalized (think Flint, Michigan) in such in such deeply oppressive ways that we think of honoring Dr. King with a Day of Service is well....insulting.  All the service in the world does not change the issues that I mention in a systemic way.  Why have we chosen to sanitize the memory of Dr. King into a happy go lucky you feel good, I feel good idea.  He was radical. He pushed boundaries.  He fought with love.  If we really honored him we would do the very same things he did.  Put our bodies on the line to change the damn world.

This week the denomination to which I belong, the United Church of Christ, released a video about my friend and colleague in the fight for justice,The Rev. Traci Blackmon. I have placed that video at the end of this blog.  Rev. Blackmon is the new Executive Minister for Justice and Witness Ministries in the United Church of Christ.  She is also one of the key clergy and organizers that supported the Ferguson community after Mike Brown was killed in August 2014.  This video is a reminder to us about why we need to protest in this hour. The radical revolutionary faith, in which I belong, calls me to action.  At the head of my faith is the revolutionary Savior by the name of Jesus.  This Jesus was a disruptive presence and power in Palestine, some two millennia ago. Jesus reminds me over and over again that the call for people of faith is to never be satisfied with oppression and inequity in any form.  We must protest using our voices, our feet, are hands, our minds, our words and our actions to stand up for righteousness and justice in this land. I implore you to join me as I follow the Rev. Traci Blackmon and many others who are putting not only their voices but their bodies on the line every single day to change the damn world. Join me in this hour as we seek to build the beloved community where All thrive not just a few.

I did not know what to expect at the beginning of 2015. In my congregation we began the year by talking about a journey to wholeness. Somewhere in the middle of the year I began to realize that the pain of the world was so vast it would be complicated to talk about wholeness in the midst of such brokenness. I struggled even as I watched my sisters and brothers struggling around the country both black, brown, white, yellow and red. Our communities were being torn apart by racism and prejudice by xenophobia and by all manner of things that were just absolutely heartbreaking.

As we close out 2015 we are haunted by the decisions to not prosecute police in the case of Tamir Rice, disappointed in the actions of the court in Texas in the case of Sandra Bland, still waiting for justice for Mike Brown, still waiting for justice for Eric Garner, still waiting for justice for Freddie Gray, still waiting for justice for those killed at Mother Emmnauel AME in Charelston, SC, still waiting for justice for so many names that we don't even know and that will never see the light of day.

Yet despite all of this, I still have hope. At the root of my hope is my faith that says it is often darkest before the dawn.  It is dark right now but the dawn will break and Joy will come in the morning light.  So, I have hope that 2016 will be better than 2015 and that the losses that we took in 2015 for racial and economic justice will be turned into rallying cries that cause us to have great victories in 2016 and beyond. 

So,

I'm still fighting for $15 an hour in Pennsylvania and in Philadelphia.

So,

I'm still fighting for full fair funding formula for every school district in the state of Pennsylvania.

So,​

I'm still fighting for undocumented immigrants, my siblings in Almighty God, to be welcomed in America.

So,

I'm still fighting to end voter ID laws across this country that discriminate against people of color, young people, immigrants and homeless veterans.

So,

I'm still fighting for racial justice to see that the police no longer have free opportunity to brutalize dark skinned bodies of men and women across this country.

So,

I am still fighting for the end of mass incarceration and the profiteering off of black and brown bodies in privatized prisons.​​

So,

I'm still fighting to make sure that the LGBTQ community still has every right to live as full citizens in this country and not be discriminated against.

So,​

I'm still fighting to make sure that this earth is not exploited to the point of our extinction.

Despite the rhetoric that we have heard from the political right over the last year I am still hopeful that 2016 will show us a country that has progressive ideas. That the voice of the everyday people are just as powerful as the oligarchs with conservative ideas that would drive us back into the Stone Age. I also have hope that the people of God would show up more powerfully so that this year we can do more to "Change the Damn World."

Some days I'm tired. Some days I might even look like I lose hope. As long as the light of God continues to shine within me even in those darkest moments I will continue to believe that our better days are yet in front of us and that the past days are just building blocks towards building the "Beloved Community." I invite you to join me in welcoming 2016 to be the most powerful year of our lives where we see real change, offer real hope, rebuild our communities and our country for the better.

Thank you for staying on the journey with me!
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God Bless You All! Amen!

Bishop Royster address the General Synod of the United Church of Christ.  Click here for a link to the article.

Dear friends,

I am blessed to receive this year's Peace Award from the Shrine of St. Rita's of Cascia in South Philadelphia. St. Rita's is a POWER congregation with a long history of commitments to peace and reconciliation in the city.  Join me to celebrate this Friday at Popi's Restaurant.  I will be speaking about POWER's vision for a Philadelphia that works for all of us - one in which we care for the most vulnerable - and about what we're doing to create systemic change that will make it so.  Funds raised at the event will go to the Cascia Center. 

Dwayne

Click here for video. 

Let us pray.

Eternal God, we ask your blessing on this session of City Council and for each of its members. As these City Council members gather today, they will make decisions that impact upon the lives of the 1.6 million citizens of Philadelphia.

These citizens of this city come from all walks of life, including different ethnicities, socioeconomic levels, various Generations, some from the North, some from the South, some the West and some from the Southwest, some from the Northwest and some from the Northeast. Each of these communities has an expectation that their voices are heard and their concerns are addressed.

This day, I pray that every vote cast is reflective of the question that the Prophet Micah posed, “What does the Lord require? That you do justice, love mercy and walk humbly with your God?” I pray that every vote cast is not made for the sake of political expediency but is measured with justice and mercy. For those issues that ignite great passion and debate, we pray that the words and actions of our leaders would be seasoned with grace and Your love.

O Divine One, that has the ability to heal that which has been divided, we would ask that Your presence would govern the work of this body today. Lead those who have been called in this season to legislate this City.

Help our City Council to remember the poor.  Remember sub contracted airport workers like Onetha Mcknight, who has testified before this Council who helped create record profits for the big airlines but who get paid so little they must rely on food stamps and medicaid to survive who although working full time have no benefits and are paid less than minimum wage. 

Remember the hungry who desire knowledge and thirst for education, like Simoneon and Skylar, but are unable to have a quality education because their schools have no nurse, no counselor and often no paper.  Remember the marginalized who based on age, gender, race or physical capability have not been able to find justice.  Remember those living in fear who are afraid that they or a family member could be deported at any time. Remember the sick who do not have paid sick days to take off from work and the afflicted like the many returning citizens who desire to work and find opportunity in this city.

We pray that the decisions of this City Council may bring peace, opportunity and prosperity to the various conditions of its most fragile citizens. We are reminded by Your Word, to whom much is given, much is required.

May these, Your daughters and sons, to have courage to fight for whose names will never be heard in these chambers, may this council be guided by You this day and forever. In your holy Name we pray, Amen.

It was the late seventies and I was a child of about 8 or 9 years old. I sat in the balcony of Zion Baptist Church in North Philadelphia with my grandmother. 

The fiery orator, the Rev. Leon Sullivan, was getting up to preach. He was a big man— larger than life to me. They called him "The Lion of Zion.” 

In the midst of his sermon about a Pauline text he began weaving in the story of young black men gone missing in Atlanta. Why did it take the police and authorities so long to respond to these missing boys, he asked? In total, 28 went missing. It was a tragedy of epic proportions. The preacher called on the congregation to pray and find ways to support the families in Atlanta, and condemned the system that had ignored them. 

Reverend Sullivan’s sermon did not comfort as much as it confronted. Blackfolk needed to own their own futures and not be afraid to challenge authority and people. We have a right to be respected and treated with dignity. I remember walking out of the church different that day. It would take years for me to understand why.

Today, I am many things. I am a Dad, husband, son, brother, uncle, nephew, cousin, and friend. I am a preacher, teacher, organizer, and social change agent. I am a man, an African American and a Native American. I am a Philadelphian, Pennsylvanian and an American. I am a citizen of this world. I am a Human Being. I am a follower of Jesus Christ. And I want to “Change the Damn World!” 

Why? Because every day, I live in a city with nearly 30% poverty and 40% of children going to bed hungry. 36,500 people leave Philadelphia’s jails and prisons with no prospects for meaningful employment. Our schools are intentionally underfunded to break unions and destroy the great American institution of public education for privatization. Black boys and young men are the targets of gun owners. Trayvon Martin could have been them, or me. For folk like these and many more across the country living under all kinds of oppression, this world is damned.

I answered the call to ministry not because I wanted to have a nice church, car and house but because I wanted to call out the wrongs of this world to make them right. To me, Jesus is a radical revolutionary who used his faith to turn the world upside down. I want to do the same. The church must reclaim its prophetic roots, speak truth to power, call out unjust systems and demand that they be fixed for the good of all— not just a few.

I will spend my life trying to right these wrongs and many more. My faith demands it. My children need it. 

The world needs it.

Join me in this journey to "Change the Damn World."