First, the Tomb

The rain falls steadily, beating against the translucent plastic of the skylight across the hall from where I write. It’s a drumbeat that reminds me that fruitfulness requires dark, wet days. Lots and lots of dark, wet days. Life continues to teach me that there is no resurrection without the darkness of death; there is […]

This is the Season of New Beginnings

Stepping into Epiphany is always a mixed bag for me. January 6th means that Christmastide is finished for another year. Now we are headed for Ash Wednesday, which comes quite late in 2017. In some ways, this shift in seasons is a relief—all the red around my house comes down and is packed away for […]

We Have a Limitless Capacity to Love

Few people have shaped my life like my beloved Oma Toews, my maternal grandmother. She was a woman with extraordinary capacity and I was blessed to be a recipient of her huge and bountiful heart. Her capacity to love has instructed me all of my life. I will never forget the day of her funeral […]

This Woman Has Changed Me

Years ago, my friend Bianca and I traveled with our friend Laura to Costa Rica. When Laura and I arrived, jet-lagged and tired, dirty and sweaty, I wanted nothing more than to head to our little cabana to shower and sleep. But Bianca would have none of my tired shenanigans. Instead, she made me jump on the […]

When Stories Are Food for the Soul

By Tasha Burgoyne | Twitter: @tashajunb They say children become readers on the laps of reading parents. Storytellers, however, are made by much more. The daughter of a Korean immigrant mother and a white American father, my early childhood was caught between the duality of assimilation and the weight of cultures colliding. My dad read […]