I grew up in the Church of the Nazarene, and I spent six years as a licensed minister in the same denomination. The majority of the time, the idea of ever returning makes me want to scream and rip my own fingernails off. But every now and again, I do miss one thing. Just one,… Continue reading Dry Church
Who does not love a good spine cracking when feeling tight and stressed? I know I sure do. I’m jealous of those who can pop their own necks - it seems so simultaneously satisfying and disturbing. Is their neck going to pop right off? Have they broken something? That said, I have no doubts people… Continue reading Chiroquacktic Medicine
“Worldly people say, ‘How lucky are the wealthy that live in big and luxurious mansions and have all the comforts and conveniences!’ Blessed, rather, are those who have succeeded in simplifying their lives and freeing themselves from the noose of worldly progress, from the many comforts that cause much discomfort and have rid themselves of… Continue reading Entertained to Death
During my first year of college, I attended a private Christian university, carrying with me many of the small-town conservative mores I had grown up with. However, increasing issues with my mental health and sexuality combined with an exposure to arguments I was unfamiliar with led me down a more liberal path. Having come from… Continue reading A Tomboy, a Girl, a Feminist, a Helpmeet Part 2
Trigger warning: rape and sexual violence mentioned throughout I have delayed my next post in the series A Tomboy, a Girl, a Feminist, a Helpmeet because I’m struggling to find words to classify my experiences. My first post on this topic caught a lot of what I experienced, but it’s difficult to convey how disturbing… Continue reading Intermission – On Sexual Violence
I grew up in a tiny town in Idaho with less than 2000 residents at the time. My graduating class was 74, and that was considered large. I had known most of my fellow students since kindergarten. My father worked at the nearby corrections institution, as did many residents, and my mother worked part-time in… Continue reading A Tomboy, a Girl, a Feminist, a Helpmeet Part 1
Pilate entered the praetorium again and called Jesus, and said to him, “Are you the King of the Jews?” Jesus answered, “Do you say this of your own accord, or did others say it to you about me?” Pilate answered, “Am I a Jew? Your own nation and the chief priests have handed you over… Continue reading “What is Truth?”
Literally moments after I posted my last reflection on the upcoming of Lent, my husband sent me the following and gave permission for me to post it if I felt it would be helpful. He reported, like me, he just needed to get it out. I did not tell him I was posting anything today… Continue reading Guest Post – Reflections from Nathaniel
Lent is coming very soon, and I will tell you how I know (beyond the obvious use of a calendar). Life has become almost unbearably difficult. Ever since Nathaniel and I became Orthodox believers, February has marked the beginning of a period of intense struggle. This usually takes the form of financial, familial, and health-related… Continue reading Lent is Coming
Memory can be such a daunting creature. One minute, I can be lost in pleasant remembrances. The next, I'm led to inevitably painful memories I would sooner cast a veil over. That's what it's like to remember Grandma. All my pleasant and fond memories always lead downstream to the memories of her final days, my… Continue reading Remembering Sandra, Conclusion
It Is Later Than You Think 