Out Of the Garden

What they don’t tell you about faith is how often you will find yourself standing in your kitchen doing something supremely ordinary, while asking the most earth-shattering questions of your life. I thought that if I stopped going to church that I would spare myself the sting of the unanswerable, but instead, I’m standing at […]

The Slant of Motherhood

As I loosely stare out the window water begins to bead up, heavy and ripe, upon the glass One droplet slides down the pane then another My eyes trace their path each sphere of water now forming a queue on the window sill below Collecting, dispersing, collecting again Fickle We need this rain but I […]

The Beauty of Holy Wandering

I’m two weeks into life in our new neighbourhood, and slowly getting to know my way around. Each morning I strap the toddler into the pushchair and encourage my preschooler daughter onto the buggy board, and out we go to explore. We practice getting lost. It’s something I learnt sometime around two moves ago, when […]

Self, 3.0

I’m trying to learn to code. You know, the HTML kind that builds websites. But sometimes when I’m typing, it feels a little bit like Morse code, an “S.O.S.” I’m learning, one character and bracket at a time, to send out into my future. Don’t get lost. — “<br>” : Break. A space, a margin, […]

Ruins to Redemption

By: Elena Delhagen | Twitter: @ell_del I was rummaging through a drawer of discarded, mismatched socks when I saw it–my old passport, the one that expired just over a year ago. The one that gained me access to countries in North America and Europe and Africa, the one with colored stamps and indecipherable scribbles. As […]