I Am Not Yet Done Becoming

I’ve always been one to relish the flipping of the calendar page at the start of each new year. I like beginnings and clean edges and wide open spaces. I like the opportunity to begin again. This year has been no different. Except that it has. I’m coming off a year that, if I’m completely […]

Dear Justice

Dear Justice, Old friend, it has been a while, hasn’t it? Do you remember those countless, sleepless nights when we sat on my bedroom floor, planning meetings, writing grant proposals and dreaming of days when peace would reign and love would flourish? Remember those long, passionate speeches I would give my peers on why they […]

How Much Can A Heart Really Hold?

I remember the first time I read it. I was in college and at a friend’s house. She and some other friends and I went to get something out of her room and covering the walnut brown door a poster said this: “Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.” […]

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 […]

The Practice of Beholding

“And behold, there came wise men…” So the story goes. Did they have even the smallest inkling as they set out, of what they would find at the other end of their journey, when their feet would carry them across a threshold and into a simple house where a mother played with her small son–no […]