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 […]

This is How We Cry Out to God

This year I started seminary. It is exciting, and hard. Very often in my classes I hear something that blows either my mind or my heart right open. That is the exciting part. Tests are the hard part. Here, at my new monthly column “Seminary for Everybody,” we’ll do bites of the good stuff without […]

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 […]

When We Lament

The days following the American election plunged me into lament. Everything around me was in grayscale; everything in me was melancholy. Yet full-scale lament was premature because the worst hadn’t happened yet. What I witnessed on election night was the first fracture in the wall, not the total crumbling of the city that Daughter Zion […]

Sometimes, Instead of Bread, I Ask God for Stones

I have a battered notebook that has been with me for so long that four of its pages date back to the birth of each of my sons. It is in this notebook that I write down the requests–big and small—and bring to God. Should our family take the adventure of a cross-country trip in […]