When A White Jesus Is Present

A few years back, when I was visiting my family in India, I remember my grandfather turning to my seven-year-old cousin and pointing to his arm. “Look at the color of your skin,” he said. “You are lighter than most. White is the color of God and black is the color of the devil! Make […]

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 […]

Nativity

Last night I stepped outside into the bracing cold to let the dog out one last time before bed. Already, the ground glinted with heavy frost. I breathed in sharply. My nostrils burned. Instinctively, I shoved my hands deeper into my coat pockets. I looked up and waited for my eyes to adjust to the […]

What Warriors Wear

I learned to do my makeup from a Texas beauty queen. I sort of knew how to do my makeup, but she taught me to take it to the next level. I learned what colors compliment my skin, how to best accentuate my eyes, and how to pull my hair up so it didn’t get […]

The Injured Body

By: Martha Tatarnic I have spent the better part of my thirties on a runner’s high. In a decade jam-packed with family and work responsibilities, running has become the “Big Marble” that has to go into the jar first in order for all of the other marbles to fit. And while, as a Christian leader, […]