finding hope in a busy world
May is Mary's month, and here we are half-way through and I haven't said a thing, even though Mary is my person, the heart of my faith. Mary is the one who showed me it was okay to ask questions in the church. Even her initial “Yes” to God came only after her questions were… Continue reading mary’s month
I'm sad, not because I can imagine my son as Daunte Wright or Adam Toledo, but because I can't. Last night, I gave my white soon to be driving son a quick rundown of what he would need to know if he were pulled over while being Black. Hands on steering wheel immediately.Ask before reaching… Continue reading soon to be driving
I used to think it was good not to see color.I used to think that meant I loved everybody the same. Now I know better. It matters that I see color because color matters. If I ignore this truth, I ignore a history of oppression based only on how people look. If I ignore this… Continue reading seeing color
In place of my own words this week, I'm sending you to the words of the contributors of my favorite prayer book of the year, A Rhythm of Prayer, edited by Sarah Bessey. This week has been hard for one of the contributors in particular, Dr. Chanequa Walker-Barnes. She wrote a beautiful prayer titled "A… Continue reading when christians attack
Being an introvert in this year of at-home-ness has been glorious. Yes, this year was horrific, please don’t misunderstand me. In a year filled with pain and heartbreak, isolation and lost chances, illness and death, business closures and families struggling to stay housed and fed, our societal pain required daily empathy. Holding that space for… Continue reading emerging as an introvert
When did it become more important to be right than to be kind?What makes us so sure we are the ones with the truth? Rarely do I feel certain about anything in life. Which is strange because I am a learner, a researcher, and a listener. People like me collect facts and history and personal… Continue reading to be right
We’ve been doing a lot of anti-racist work here and I thought it was time to take a step back and talk about implicit bias and a way forward. But first, let's talk about smog. I live in Phoenix, a place people travel to for guaranteed sun and fresh air. Except that in the winter,… Continue reading the smog we breathe
On days like today, it is hard to be Catholic. Today, the Vatican’s Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith (a body whose purpose is to promote and safeguard the faith) answered a question we have all been wondering about. They proclaimed that Roman Catholic Priests are not allowed to bless same-sex unions. Admittedly, this… Continue reading hiding in the church
After years of attempting to “stay on my path” towards God while over-thinking every big decision, I am ready for a new metaphor. The more I know about God and free will and love and sorrow, the less I am willing to believe that there is one single plan for me (or you or anybody… Continue reading map to god
When the children were younger, the daily task I would have hired out was the dreaded diaper change. Those boys wriggled themselves right off of changing tables, causing me to drop to my knees multiple times a day, child spread out in front of me, diaper and wipes at the ready. It was in one… Continue reading the diaper change
