Changing the narrative from rejection to welcoming requires commitment, time, and resilience. There are a lot of stakes; money, leadership, opinions, and ideologies. People will disagree. People might even leave. However, the formation of the church was just like this: progressive, radical, and hinged upon what? Love. Tell me Jesus wouldn’t say the same thing.
I’m here, and my writing is proof of it. Even in small scratches of words in yearbook. It’s all with us, it all reminds us, and it all moves us forward as we exist in the tensions of who we were and who we are, and who we will grow to be.
I have much more to say but for now, I will simply hope these words and hopes are sufficient, and that the America I know and love will come together in these uncertain, questionable times.
We have a big opportunity to grow as people and communities, and I hope we do just that.
The strongest education, I believe, is one that is experiential and applicable. Learning can be done for learning’s sake, but it also must allow the learner to build capacity to leverage their own work ethic, knowledge, and potential for a better life.
Since becoming an avid fan of walking (read: my knees keep hurting whenever I run) I have found numerous ways […]
The table of Thanksgiving offers us this opportunity to not only empathize with the imperfection of ourselves and others, but to celebrate the goodness, beauty, and loveliness of ourselves and others, too. No matter the brokenness, the victory, the celebration, or the heartache, we’ll eat together anyway.
“Woman, why are you crying?” Mary Magdalene, outside the empty tomb of Jesus, in the Gospel of John, faces this […]
It's been five years since my grandmother passed away from her valiant battle with Multiple Sclerosis. As I have honored her memory and reflected on her life, I felt the push to write a letter - directly to her. Here it is.
Sometimes the place you are used to is not the place you belong. You belong where you believe you belong. Where is that for you?
Maybe it’s time to say “no.” Maybe it’s time to say “yes.”It’s different for everyone. But, at the end of the day, we all have the same amount of time. The question is,
"What will we do with it?"
"...and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
I am committed to being me. And really, there is no greater feelin
Because, I promise, if dad can laugh at the Republican National Convention, anything can happen.
Geography, I learned, has very little to do with the identity of the heart.
Multiculturalism could just be the pinnacle of radical community.
why I'm resolute to help my friends in Rwanda finish their education.