I am a city kid — born, raised, and lived all my life (except for one, very miserable year and a few wild and sleepless summers as a camp counselor). … Continue reading Ode To My (problem) City or Why I Haven’t Left Yet
Sermon 9/24/17 Before we get too deep into today’s Word, we have to acknowledge something important about today’s passage: The genre. Parables have a very particular definition; A succinct and … Continue reading Matthew 20: 1-16
A short one today. Because there is not much I could say. 37 Jacob settled in the land where his father had lived as an alien, the land of Canaan. 2 This … Continue reading I am Joseph’s Brother: Genesis 37: 1-4, 12-28
*This is a sermon, preached in context, with a specific audience in mind. Sermons are intended to be heard, so some of the grammatical choices are not always ones I … Continue reading At the Sight of the Lord: Exodus 3, 4:1-14
Of spinning over concrete, white lightning scar from grey stones cutting into chin Of barbed post-love scratched onto skin. Of canoe dock bruises, a summer tapestry woven from knee to … Continue reading Our Bodies Tell Our Stories
On a recent morning I went to a yoga class to hit back at the headache creeping up through my shoulders. Sometimes I prefer beginner’s yoga classes because I don’t … Continue reading Giving Myself Back: An Ongoing Lesson in Leaning in to the Dark
Dear God, I don’t know if you are there, but these last few weeks have not gone well. A week and a half ago I made a momentary poor choice … Continue reading I Don’t Know
A few days ago I stepped on a dip in the sidewalk and my ankle started to cave. I knew this feeling well and I waited for the inevitable collapse … Continue reading Pavement
This bout of insomnia, nearly three days in now, is triggered by a particular cause. Three years ago I was bursting into my second trimester of pregnancy. I’d spent the … Continue reading I’m not pregnant now, but three years ago on this day I was.
For better or for worse I finished seminary today. And, true confessions, right now I’m not feeling very good about it. Not in the “Oh, I’ll really miss all of … Continue reading It’s Complicated.
Maybe I’m just over-tired and wrecked from this completely insane semester, or I’m fizzling out, or perhaps it’s something about being an over-emotional woman, or perhaps even something about being … Continue reading Maybe…
While I was sitting in class today simultaneously taking notes on the lecture, answering e-mails for my internship, and organizing my notes for an event on Friday, panic blew up … Continue reading Note to Self