How Do We Hold Space for the Church AND Those Who Have Been Hurt by the Church?

How do we hold space for the Church and those who have been hurt by the Church at the same time? That question was posed to me recently. Yeah, no big deal. Simple answer. Whatever. Are you kidding me? This question is at the core of something I have been wrestling with for months. I […]

An Ocean Loud Enough to Hold My Grief

I had saved my pennies for months. I said no to as many coffees as I could and finally boarded the plane to the Pacific Northwest. To Portland. To my baby sister. She was holding space for me to grieve. I needed space to heal. I needed to feel the oxygen from the trees release […]

My Prayers Today

I am not sure what I believe about prayer. I understand expressing gratitude and joy. I can appreciate setting an intention to align myself with God’s heart before making a decision. I understand asking for help in immediate circumstances, like sending patience to me around 5:30pm on weekdays as I try to make dinner, keep […]

A Living Thing

I’ve had a complicated relationship with prayer for a long time now. Most likely, it started around the time that I realized that ten years of praying for God to heal my mom’s cancer hadn’t come true. I know–that last sentence sounds more like a genie in a bottle, my prayers like desperate scratches at […]

A Wide Believing

“If I could ask anything of us, this ragged band of us looking for a way home, crossing the Jordan River, it would be to believe wider for each other.” —Hilary Yancey, Forgiving God: A Story of Faith, p. 57 I have heard that “thoughts and prayers” are not enough. This is a phrase often shouted by […]