Hello, 40. It’s a Pleasure to Meet You

Right around the time you read this, I will mark my 40th birthday. It’s a strange number to reach.  In some ways turning 40 feels easier than turning 30. Thirty was strange; it felt old and other. I started wondering if I could consider myself young anymore. Forty feels less confusing, but more like a reckoning. […]

A Love that Disrupts

One of the great agitators of our time, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., said, “I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.” A lot of people like to cherry-pick this quote from Dr. King’s legacy once a year, on his birthday. He was such a remarkable human, and […]

When Theology Is Like Poetry

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

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

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, […]