Red Tent Living

reframing femininity



The Third Face of a Demand Reduction Strategy

I sit between them, each silently working their laptop, manning conversations, tracking story details. Occasionally, the radio goes off, another cop comes in to grab coffee, the one at the desk collects intel online. Continue reading “The Third Face of a Demand Reduction Strategy”

Who would we be if we were a People of Grace?

If we agree on one thing, perhaps it is that we’re all human?

Since nothing else approaches unifying these days. Perhaps there is that? Continue reading “Who would we be if we were a People of Grace?”

Head Full of Doubt, Road Full of Promise

Take a deep breath. It’s okay you don’t know anyone. This is bigger than you and the intimidation you are feeling. Walk in obedience, this is where you are meant to be.
Continue reading “Head Full of Doubt, Road Full of Promise”

In The Miracle Business

I am in the miracle business.

By which I mean to say, the kind that requires prayer and a whole lot of hope. Continue reading “In The Miracle Business”

An Ordinary Morning

Finished with my morning routine and clutching my phone, coffee, and keys, I ran out the door, rounding the corner of my apartment and carefully stepping through the grass to get to the parking lot. Continue reading “An Ordinary Morning”

Defining Choices

Our yes’s and no’s define us. They’re the choices we make to pursue or stop the cause of what we find permissible. Continue reading “Defining Choices”

How Fighting Sex Trafficking Brings Shalom

I drive between two towns frequently and have my eye on an abandoned home. I will call it Middle Grounds, the coffeehouse I dream of opening. Continue reading “How Fighting Sex Trafficking Brings Shalom”

Dreaming With Hope

My friend called me after reading my last Red Tent Living Post.  He is not just any friend, he is my friend whom I trust and love as a brother.  Continue reading “Dreaming With Hope”

For all the Darkness Disrupters: How to Know When to Hide

I have killed no less than 20 crickets today, at least 10 flies. They are the only noise piercing the silence of this writing retreat, the peace of this lodge which perches on a rock bed in the canyon. Continue reading “For all the Darkness Disrupters: How to Know When to Hide”

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