Barrenness in the Midst of Creation

By Anne Moman Brock | Instagram: anne_brock_  A birth announcement on Facebook. Weekly baby bump updates on Instagram. An email from a co-worker sharing the news that his wife is pregnant. “I’m pregnant.” “Do you have children?” “Did you hear that so-and-so had a baby?” I’m surrounded by new life but can’t create it myself. There’s […]

Too Many Triggers

In 2012 I lived in Uganda. First in Entebbe, then Kampala, with a few visits to Luero and Jinja. It was never my intention to live in Uganda. I had planned on visiting while adopting our youngest son, perhaps three to five weeks. Soon after arriving it became apparent that if we wanted this adoption […]

Learning to Speak Again

“I heard you’re back at work. How’s that going for you?” “It’s been really great. But it’s just part-time.” *** “Goodness, your boys are busy. Do you have any other kids?” “Nope, just the two.” *** “I really loved the last essay you wrote. How often do you write?” “Just the one piece a month.” […]

I Am Not A Godly Woman

I am not a godly woman. I wanted to be one for a long time. I was told for most of my life I should aspire to be one. Men apparently looked for them to date and marry. Preachers spoke longingly of them as the idealized, female archetype. In fact, the only type of woman […]

Willful Ignorance

For a long time, I have suffered from willful ignorance. When the film Straight Outta Compton was released a few years ago, I rolled my eyes. With my whole body. I was positive the last thing the world needed was the glorification of thug cop killers. I just knew this movie was going to justify the […]