by Tabitha Terlunen [Trigger warning: Loss of a child] I have both witnessed and been the recipient of miracles. I have felt God catch me when I stepped out onto the churning waters of faith. I believe in miracles, I know the theology, I can grasp the concept of divine will vs. a fallen world. […]
When I Get to Have the Good Thing
by on April 29, 2019 Leave a Comment
We moved last month. I’ve spent the past few weeks sorting through things, packing some and donating or dumping others. I tried to stay focused and not get pulled into the little whirlpools of nostalgia lurking at the backs of drawers and cupboards. Of all the things I sorted, the one that turned out to […]
Dear Sweet Girl, For You, Justice Looks Like Healing
by on April 28, 2019 Leave a Comment
Dear Sweet Girl, Hear me. As I hold your freckled face between the palms of my hands, I believe you. You are wearing the navy blue shoes your dad bought for you last year. Before. Before everything changed. Before your wrists were pressed into the cold white sheets that December afternoon. Before you looked outside […]
The Year of My Undoing
by on April 25, 2019 Leave a Comment
There was a woman I held dear. She was not my mother but she loved me as her own. I picked flowers in her yard and swung in her hammock and watched her make art. I watched her in the year of her undoing. I quietly observed the way her mind puzzled, distorted, melted even. […]
Liberated from Those Negative Anthems
by on April 24, 2019 Leave a Comment
Liberation is such a juicy, meaty word. Lots to let slide around your tongue as your brain synapses fire rapidly trying to understand the fullness of the word. What is liberation? Can you see it? Feel it? Taste it? Breathe it in? YES! I think you can. I think you can also feel weights […]
