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The Gate

“I had no idea, that the gate I would go through to finally enter this world would be the space my brother’s body made…” // For days now, that first line of Marie Howe’s poem “The Gate” has been echoing in my mind. Sometimes, my subconscious swaps out the word “brother” for “mother,” and I don’t remember until I utter the line aloud to myself, driving to work or … [Read More]

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The Little Rock Nine Still Call to Me

By Natalie Patton | Insta: @naticakes If you're an Arkansan, chances are you recognize the picture. It’s one that makes most of us cringe and close our eyes in … [Read More]

When What Resonates With You Looks Ridiculous to Others

Have you ever felt a connection to a place without yet visiting it? A kinship with a people you’ve never met? That’s the way I felt when I first dreamed of going to … [Read More]

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I’ve Heard It Said (More Times than I Can Count)

I've Heard It Said (more times than I can count). In church, people told me women are more easily deceived than men because, Eve. They also said a woman shouldn’t … [Read More]

On Dahlias, Joni Mitchell, and Dad

When I was 15,  I found myself living in a temporary situation. I'd left home and my future looked scary. I had an apprenticeship at a hair salon, but at minimum … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: Welcoming the Stranger Discussion

It was a small bolt of red cloth that captured the world's attention. A tiny fragile body. Someone else's child. In that moment of seeing, the stranger on the other side of the world became our neighbor. It shattered the illusion of distance and difference. … [Read More]

Learning to Say Goodbye

I hate graduations. I hate long, boring speeches. I hate masses of loud and enthusiastic friends and family. I hate obligatory photos. I hate it all. I tried to weasel out of my graduation couple of years ago. However, my family objected. My friends … [Read More]

Is An Ordinary Life Enough?

I realized with a start today that we’re already a week into Ordinary Time, that big empty space on the Christian calendar that falls between Pentecost and Advent. I’m not sure I like ordinary time. I don’t know what to do with this uninterrupted … [Read More]

Beauty Has Saved Me Over and Over

To my great surprise, I discovered I was a high soprano in Grade 8. I’d thought before that I was a mezzo (or middle) soprano, but your voice changes a lot as you grow. What my choir director and I had assumed was a falsetto, turned out to be where my voice … [Read More]

Accept the Stillness

By: Elena Delhagen | Twitter: @ell_del My only child, a brown-eyed boy with lashes like feathers and wisps of curls atop his head, is just over nine months old. He is my joy and my delight, and our days are filled with wonder as he explores and adventures … [Read More]

You Probably Remember Noah, Right?

When I was eight, I was in a musical about the ark. The children’s choir wore solid colored T-shirts all the colors of the rainbow. A junior high girl put on a robe and a beard and pretended to be Noah. The little ones were dressed up as animals and escorted … [Read More]

Counting the Small Wins

A friend of mine graduated from university this month. She’s spent the past three years back in classes with people a decade younger than her, doing the work to get the degree she needs to make a major career shift. It’s been a long and hard and expensive … [Read More]

Confessions of a Chronic Church Hopper

Lately, evangelical Christianity has felt like too many dissonant musical notes strung together. I keep waiting for the resolution in the music. And I’m struggling to stay in the room. *** As a ten-year-old, I knelt by my bed to “ask Jesus into my heart.” … [Read More]

Frequencies That Soar

Do you ever have those moments when everything within you can no longer stay within? When the emotion deep in your gut--right there in the heart of your stomach--fills up to capacity and, for survival, you have to let it all out? In those moments, did you, … [Read More]

Get the Joy Confetti Back

This past January, Elizabeth Gilbert wrote about a practice she does throughout the year. At the end of each day, she takes a bit of paper and writes down the happiest moment of her day. Then she drops it into her aptly named “Happiness Jar.” Every darn day. … [Read More]

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