I believe that LGBTQ lives have irreplaceable value. That this part of their identity is NOT a lifestyle or choice. But that it is how they were knit together as image bearers. I will fight for my brothers and sisters rights and lives. I believe that racism is alive and well and ingrained, we (white people) … Continue reading I am Pro-Life
I've read a lot of thought pieces recently on why young adults are leaving the institutional church. Often millennials are blamed (as is the case for most things these days, but that's another blog.. another day). Those in the church keep asking "Why?", keep pontificating about it. Keep wondering what's wrong with these people leaving? Where … Continue reading Church, Leaving, Wandering…
Esther 4:12-17 Mordecai sent this reply to Esther: "Don't think for a moment that because you're in the palace you will escape when all other Jews are killed. If you keep quiet at a time like this, deliverance and relief for the Jews will arise from some other place, but you and your relatives will … Continue reading For Such a Time As This
I've been trying to write something here this whole week. And still, I'm not sure what it is I'm trying to say. So bear with me as I type it out. I'm heartbroken. I'm angry. I'm anxious. Should I not be these things? Maybe. Maybe I should suck it up and try to find the "Christian" … Continue reading These are NOT Normal Times
I'll be honest in saying I have had terror creep in on me. Wept as I have heard words of God spoken in ways that don't ring true or right. As I have tried to comprehend things that make my head spin and heart ache. But I'm sensing something- the pains of something being birthed. Something … Continue reading Can You Feel It?
I wept as I dropped my son off for school that day. The tears had been somewhat regular since I had embraced my husband, warm, stiff from his Kevlar vest as he walked out the door early that morning. I'd been hugging this man in uniform for a couple of years now. He wasn't as green … Continue reading When I was an LEO wife
I grew up as a missionary kid (MK). I had an idyllic childhood in Africa, running free in the bush. Wild. A childhood that I mourned immediately when we arrived back in America the day before my 10th birthday. I knew two cultures.. but never felt like I actually belonged to either. Now as I'm … Continue reading Tension
"Invited but not welcome." Isabel Wilkerson spoke these words on a recent podcast . She was speaking of the migration of African Americans from the South to cities across the country. Her book The Warmth of Other Suns is on my to read list, 'cause we all need some historical context in our lives. When … Continue reading Invited but not welcome?
I'm going to begin sharing with you some people who have helped shape my view of social justice as a human being and as a Christian. Voices that have challenged me and taught me so much. I have so much to learn, so much to sit with as I identify my own tendencies towards racism, … Continue reading Voices
Words are important. Sacred. Holy. In music, poems, books, spoken word, Facebook statuses, Twitter feeds.. presidential elections. Words mean something. They can show the truest parts of our soul. You can go a multitude of ways with your words. You can fuel hate and division. You can promote peace and understanding. You can advocate. You … Continue reading They’re Just Words..