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.” Another fifth-grade friend had told me the day before while we […]

Everyone’s a Heretic Sometimes

I was introduced to the word heretic on the Christian blogosphere. Much like a child learning a curse word on the school bus, I knew it was bad, but I didn’t know exactly what it meant. I knew it was a thing Christians called other Christians: heretic. I knew I didn’t want to be called […]

The Slow, Painful and Essential Work of Building Community (Or, “St Paul, Were You Drunk?”)

“Pinterest, are you drunk?” I mutter. I mean it as a joke, of course, but jokes always have an underbelly of truth. “Are you drunk?” is something I mutter under my breath when I see anything that feels like an impossible ask: the school sandwiches cut with personalized cookie cutters and lovingly placed in a […]

Sisters, We’ve Got to Stand Together

Last night I reposted something my good friend Lisa Bevere posted on her Instagram. It was the well-known quote by Matthew Arnold, “If there ever comes a time when the women of the world come together purely and simply for the benefit of mankind, it will be a force such as the world has never […]

She’s Got The Whole World In Her Hands

There were about a hundred of us in a wooden chapel at a camp a couple of hours from Vancouver at Rise Up, Sister. Some of us were old friends, and some very, very new friends. Together we sang a simple song and it took my breath away. She’s got the whole word in her […]