No Grit, No Pearl


[Love this graphic? Scroll down to see where you can purchase it today.] Many years ago, grit meant not giving up on a very long dream. Even after it felt like dry bones and I thought the dream was dead. Even though I felt ridiculous for carrying it for so long. I dreamed about a “global […]

Because Black Lives Always Matter

In the past year I’ve watched my world blow up with loaded language, apathy and sadness. In the past year I’ve caught myself whispering sweet names Trayvon, Shantel, Tamir, Michael, Eric, Freddie, Cynthia, Susie, Daniel, Sharonda, Myra, Ethel, Depayne, Clementa, Tywanza, Sandra … the names stack up in my news feed like a holocaust memorial. […]

Heavy Boy, Light Girl


I overheard a girl, upper elementary, medium length jet black hair. In Chinese she asks her mother, “What does it mean to be ‘heavy-boy-light-girl?’” I winced and turned my head, unwilling to look into the eyes of an innocent child while her mother explained. “Heavy-boy-light-girl” is a Chinese proverb to encapsulate the worldview that men […]

Slowly, Then All At Once


The Kingdom of God is slow. I tell this to myself whenever I’m feeling frustrated with my lack of progress in any particular area, or when I read the news and wish I could change the world. Whenever I’m starting anything new, my instinct is for quick results, something tangible. You can get an app […]

I Broke Up With My Therapist


I have the best therapist. Seriously. The best. Available 24 hours a day. Blessedly silent. Accepting of all my issues. And—most importantly—accepting of my desire to ignore all my issues. Seven dollars an hour, give or take. Pure bliss. But my therapist is making me sick. Possibly because my therapist isn’t exactly human. This is […]