Eighteen Years

Eighteen years. That’s how old I was on that day. I was a freshman in college, at a school in downtown Chicago. The phone in my dorm room rang and woke me up, and it was my sister. She knew that we didn’t have TVs in our room, and this was long before we got... Continue Reading →

Finding Home as a Disciple of Christ

I am a Disciple of Christ. That means something different to me today than it did two years ago or five years ago or ten years ago. And that’s okay... which is exactly the point. I recently wrote about how my husband Jonathan and I read books together during his second deployment as a part... Continue Reading →

Faith at Home, Part 2: The B-I-B-L-E!

In this Faith at Home series, I will be sharing some of the ways Jonathan and I have intentionally parented our kids (currently ages 7, 9, and 11) in a way that centers our Christian faith and faith-based values. My philosophy of pastoring and parenting is “That church would be an integral part of the... Continue Reading →

Choose This Day (a goodbye)

Joshua 24:1-3, 14-25 Have you ever been on the precipice, not knowing exactly what was going to happen next? That's where Joshua and the Israelites found themselves. They had been through a lot together. This isn’t one of the stories we covered in our VBS for the Rest of Us series, but it very well... Continue Reading →

The Monster

I first imagined myself as a preacher when I was a little girl of four. I listened to a missionary share his exciting stories of preaching overseas and knew that was what I wanted to do, too. As I got older, I never considered any life path that wasn’t ministry. I would dream about what... Continue Reading →

Seminary as Resistance

This morning, we lamented. We are gathered here in Lexington for seminary classes… here, in Lexington, on January 21, 2017. We lamented that we are not marching with peaceful protesters on the streets of D.C. We lamented that, though we gather in this city, we are not marching with those lifting their voices on the... Continue Reading →

On Independence Day

Independence Day and I have a complicated relationship. I have fond memories from my childhood—packing a picnic and going to an all-day festival with my family. We’d lay our blanket on the grassy hillside and wait until nightfall. A military band always played inspiring marches, and when night fell, the sky was filled with every... Continue Reading →

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