When Theology Is Like Poetry

J_Lisha

As a young girl I’d imagine what life would be like in a mosque. I wanted to touch a prayer rug, smooth my hands over the knee worn familiar weft and, in holy adoration, bring my petitions before a God who would refuse me—if I didn’t get it right. I wanted to know what it […]

Permission to Be Loved

M_Idelette2

We sat around the table on a Monday afternoon eating turkey sandwiches when my friend said, I’m bisexual. Um, please pass the honey mustard? It might have been the last place I expected our conversation to go that day. I felt honored when he trusted me with this part of his story. I listened and listened […]

Ten Years and a T-Shirt

M_Sas

The other evening I pulled on an old T-shirt from a punk band I saw when I was a teenager. The sleeves are cut off and it is something I would never leave the house in now, but still, it’s a physical reminder of a time ten years ago, when I went to a concert, […]

Our Freedom Is All Tied Together

M_Kathy

The function of our freedom is to free someone else. – Toni Morrison Her bright smile lit up the small, simple store where she worked in Palestine. She offered us coffee (the kind that you drink like a tequila shot: no sugar, bottoms up). Her name in Arabic means “smiley” and it was true—her light […]

The Privilege of Being Small and Beloved

F_Heather

I spent my childhood hoping to make it big. I did pretty well. At age 12, I starred in a professional production of Annie in Phoenix, moving an hour away from my home in Tucson for the run of the show, and belting out Tomorrow in front of thousands of people. A year later, I […]