In the Mists of Time!

In the Mists of Time!

Matthew 25:31-46

John 21: 15-19

Last week I was attending a conference in Las Vegas, and as I sat in my nice hotel room I remembered the day before walking to the post office, a young woman, butt naked, simply out of her mind wandering around; as I returned home there was a young kid, with black paint around his eyes, wearing filthy shorts, and dirty legs, and could not even focus when I spoke to him; in the doorway was another lying in her excrement; the night before I took another young man to the hospital, sick with the coronavirus. found him lying on the street in chills.

The words of Jesus echo in my ears as I see the suffering, I struggle with my privilege and hear these words:

“When they had finished breakfast, Jesus said to Simon, son of John  do you love me?” He said to him: ‘Yes Lord you know that I love you.’ Jesus said to him, ‘Tend my sheep…Jesus said to him the third time, Simon son of John do you love me?’ Peter was grieved because he had asked him a third time, ‘Do you love me?’.  .’Truly, truly, I say to you, when you were young, you used to dress and walk wherever you wanted, but when you are old, you will stretch out your hands, and another will dress you and carry you where you do not want to go.”

June 4, is the anniversary of my ordination back in the mists of time, I was 21, and through the years to come I was confronted with a church that rejected me as a result of being queer, and that denominations being torn apart with the same issue; I found myself in that struggle being a hooker, and finally coming back to a new queer denomination.

The call to ministry continues to burn like a fiery flame within me, in season and out of season. And the years have passed, my youth is gone, and am struggling with walking, the side effects of the coronavirus.

The Church is a human institution, and as Dorthy Day once said, “The Church is both a whore and also our Mother.”  Looking through the years she has always been my Mother.

And as I struggle with walking from an injury, and the side effects of the coronavirus, I find myself still answering the question: “Yes Lord I love you,” even though like Peter I have failed so many many times.

And on this anniversary I renew my vows of ordination, “To preach the Word, and Administer the Sacraments,” and continue to “wait tables,”

My thanks to all of you who have supported me through these years!


This is Pride month. The Pride celebration will be on June 25 and 26. We will be in charge of the accessibility section, and if anyone would like to volunteer please call.

In San Francisco, it is easy to think that all is well with LGBTQ rights, but throughout the country, those rights are being challenged, and people are suffering.

In the past year there has been one suicide and several young people attempted to commit suicide we have worked with, and so there are many others in the closet and struggling. Forty percent of the homeless population is LGBTQ.

So come to Pride, rejoice in our freedom in San Francisco, and protest the discrimination elsewhere in our state, and throughout the country.


Fr. River Damien Sims, sfw, D.Min.,, D.S.T.

P.O. Box 642656

San Francisco, CA 94164



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