Small Churches and Re-Opening Our Doors

Six weeks into COVID-19-closures, I’ve noticed this last week that, at least in the clergy world, the conversation is beginning to shift to re-opening. And I get it - I will be thrilled when my kids can go back to school and church members will once again sit in the sanctuary! I’ve read several articles... 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 →

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 →

Junia was the first person in the Bible who lied to me. Well, to be fair, it wasn't really Junia who lied to me; it was the other people who lied to conceal her from me.  I had been struggling with the issue of women in ministry for years. I come from a background that not only doesn't... Continue Reading →

Chicago Rooftops and Being Free

Today is her birthday. I don't remember the first time I met her. It was my freshman year of college, and at first, she was just another junior living on my floor. I do remember asking her if I could be her roommate. The college I attended over-booked freshman girls that fall, so we had... Continue Reading →

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