(for Judy) I may not be firstborn, nor am I male. Yet I’m a member of your Levitical tribe. Ordained before you, a minister just like my father. And in his image, I speak light into darkness.
Read More
cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
(for Judy) I may not be firstborn, nor am I male. Yet I’m a member of your Levitical tribe. Ordained before you, a minister just like my father. And in his image, I speak light into darkness.
Read More“I hate being a pastor’s wife. My experience from the church has been a re-enactment of my own past trauma,” she says with a trembling voice. I remain quiet, holding the tension for a bit longer. “How will you take your power back from this re-enactment?” I ask with curiosity. This client is one of…
Read MoreIt happened during my favorite assembly of the school year—eighth grade chapel. Nearly three hundred uniform-clad students sat on metal bleachers in the middle school gym for the final chapel of the year. The familiar faces of my fellow teachers appeared here and there, positioned strategically amid the pubescent crowd, ready to “shush” any rowdy…
Read MoreFour years ago, on a wintery morning, a fierce, truth-telling woman whom I cherish as my elder told me something I have never forgotten: “You can’t know where this story leads. All you can do is look at this moment and do the next right thing.” At the time, we were speaking of a romantic…
Read MoreI find it hilarious that women can “teach” but not “preach.” Can someone please show me, what the difference is? If a man is talking about God, it is preaching. But if a woman is talking about God, then it is “teaching” or “sharing” because “preaching” is only for men…does anyone else see how silly…
Read More