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I remember learning Matthew’s version of the mustard seed parable as a middle school camper. The meaning felt accessible amidst a lot of other stories that were hard to understand at a young age. Middle school children grow in such weird ways, and here was this story...
For me, Mary Magdalene represents closeness to Jesus. She reminds me of Jesus’ fragility, his tenderness, his human need to be cared for even in death. Mary is my window into Jesus’ humanity, which I always seek to understand and feel connected to. I can only imagine...
I grew up with a champion hostess. My mother will make an elaborate dinner and dessert entirely from scratch, sometimes even crafting a special table setting. She truly enjoys doing it, and we enjoy admiring and partaking in the fruits of her labor. But we often tease...
The soul’s longing for God can be like missing lunch. You might not know how much you need that communion with God until you are brought low by some deep hunger that is so visceral, it is impossible to avoid. Some days I lose track of time, and suddenly it’s 3 p.m....
Since moving to Seattle, I have come to appreciate a healthy protest. It’s in the DNA of this city to march in the streets. That civic identity has meant that I’ve had quite a few opportunities to witness and participate in this holy discipline. I recently...
We follow the rules to the letter so we can wear the badge of God’s approval. Sometimes, I worry we follow rules so we can mentally and spiritually check out of hard conversations with God. If we observe the sabbath as appointed and follow all the written...
Over and over again Jesus dares to sit with, speak to, or help the unwanted, the outcast, and the “unclean.” Each time they challenge Jesus for these actions, he puts doubters in their place, drops the mic, and stops the show completely. The Pharisees ….(View...
I love my home in many ways: I enjoy cooking something satisfying and something filling and delicious, lighting a prayer candle, or putting on a favorite record that fills my space with sounds resonant to my soul. I have a great love for feathering my nest, bringing...
I grew up going to summer camp at Shrine Mont, in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, referred to colloquially as “the mountain.” I experienced radical love and welcome—and the deep reassurance that I was indeed a child of God. As a young adult and a cabin counselor,...
We want people to fall into neat categories so we can have mental shortcuts for how we treat them. Here’s the rub: There are no categories. Everyone is our neighbor. We have to be brave enough to scrape off the labels and forgo the categories we have created to make...
