Being Kind to My 14-Year-Old Self

“Oh, please. We don’t need to see that. Next picture,” I said, looking away from the computer. My friend and I were on Facebook looking through old photos when we stumbled upon a picture from my awkward teenage years. I was 14 years old in the photo. My hair was a frizzy mess, I was […]

When Persistence Doesn’t Pay

By Tiffany Baker | Twitter: @revtiffanybaker I learned persistence from my mother. Like some children learn to fold a fitted sheet or bake a perfectly flaky pie crust, I learned how to put my head down and persist. My third-grade vernacular included the words “effective effort” and, before every spelling test or group presentation, my mother would […]

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, […]

Bone and Skin and Revelation

It is a strange thing to live in a body To be a person cloaked in skin that curves and bends in particular places For a time, my person, that luminous, humming being embedded in among bone and sinew was more witness. For a time it seemed my body was me. When my body first […]

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 […]