By Shannon Williams | Instagram: shannon_scribbles The three people in my house under the age of five have been obsessed with the idea of good guys and bad guys lately. “I’m Batman!” Caden, my four-year-old son, proclaims as he runs around in his blanket cape. “And Robin!” the two-year-old replies, right behind him. “Let’s get […]
Show Me A Risen Hope
by on April 21, 2019 Leave a Comment
I didn’t hear about the bombings in Sri Lanka until after our Easter service. I am the head pastor, and only person on staff in a little church on the edge of a big city. It was a really busy morning. I was ironing the banners, the brightly colored ones that replaced the dark contemplative […]
When Those People Become My People
by on March 20, 2019 1 Comment
A quick Google search defines the word they as a pronoun “referring to two more people previously mentioned or easily defined.” It’s my experience that no one group of people is easily defined but, oh, we still like to try. We tuck people away into groups of them and those people, defining those groups as […]
When I’m Paralyzed by the News
by on June 24, 2018 6 Comments
I’m sure I’m not the only one paralyzed by the news. I wish I had the words. I wish I had any words that would help at all, that would help the kids at the border, that would speak sense to an administration that doesn’t seem to value sense, that won’t be talked to. I […]
