We Make Room When We Want To

I often forget that I’m an immigrant. I have two flag pillows on my couch—one Canadian, one British—but when I sing the national anthem, it’s “Oh, Canada” not “God Save the Queen.” When asked, I say that I am Canadian. This is home. We moved to Canada on New Year’s Eve 1981, right in the middle of […]

When Your Work is the Loosening of Chains

Come to Me … I will give you rest. Jesus makes this invitation; an invitation I desperately need. He offers a place to lay down my burdens and find ease, comfort and belonging. Did he know, when he said these words 2,000 years ago, that a work-from-home mom, a woman craving justice, an emerging voice […]

We Were the Minority Straight Couple in our Supper Club

My grandma attended the same church for over 40 years. She was faithful and dedicated, volunteering, contributing, and always ready to listen. I don’t know how many pastors she saw through the years, but I do know she liked some better than others. Though she never unpacked sermons the way I like to, a comment […]

The Beauty of Biracial Belonging

By Maggie H. Johnson The crackle of the fast food intercom was prominent as the woman asked to take our order. She had a heavy Asian accent, but spoke fluent English. I sat quietly in the back seat as my friend ordered a car-full of food for the rest of us. After a few moments, […]

Grief Draws Us to Belonging

As we rounded the corner, I saw the hearse. It was parked in front of the doors of First-Centenary United Methodist Church in Chattanooga, Tennessee and the finality took my breath away. This past Saturday, we shared in Rachel Held Evans’ funeral. I drove up from Atlanta with my dear friend Tina Francis-Mutungu and the miles […]