Look at the Cross Again

Let me be the first to admit today that I do not understand the cross. The simple explanations of my childhood—that the cross spans the chasm between me and God—no longer satisfy. There is so much mystery, so much that I cannot wrap my head around, that I am tempted to just quietly back away, […]

A Prayer for the Complicated Legacy

It was a rainy morning drive to work, and I was tired. My golden retriever decided not to sleep the night before and my anxiety decided to keep him company, so I only got three hours of sleep. I was recovering from a nasty cold and, of course, I was noticing the telltale signs that […]

What Does My Emergence as a Woman Smell Like?

“What does your emergence as a woman taste like?” At The Embodied Woman conference last month, Tina Francis-Mutungu asked us this question which stumped me. Nothing came to mind when she asked, nor in the days and weeks after, but the question stayed with me. Then one morning last week, I realized I needed to tweak the […]

Speaking Kindly to my Body

It’s hard to remember a time when I looked at my body with pride. I’m sure it was there in childhood. I could run and jump and skip. There was joy in play. But somewhere along the way I started to see my body as the enemy. Change seemed like an impossible task and often, […]

The Blessing of the In-Between Space

There’s a tree outside my parents’ house I affectionately named Delilah when I was younger. She’s a grand, magnificent beauty that flowers at the early signs of springs and dies as the autumn sun sets. Growing up, I watched the tree intently throughout the year and remembered the Aslan covenant—Winter will end. This too shall […]