May 2, 2017

I hold the remains of a tomorrow that will never come, the fractured chrysalis of a possibility that will not develop the wings of reality Read more

April 28, 2017

I was 5 years old when I first remember meeting Jesus. I’m the daughter of a Baptist preacher and am descended from good church-going folk so I had been introduced to him in utero but I remember meeting him at 5. I sat on the right hand side of the Scriptural Baptist Church sanctuary in a folding chair almost directly under a Sunday School poster of Jesus with arms stretched wide inviting any who would come into his care for rest. I… Read more

March 18, 2017

  I’m not ok. Most days I struggle to get out of bed before feeding myself, knocking out a few hours of work, taking time to rest, and then getting lost for a few hours in my curated netflix-hulu happy place. I’m not ok. It’s a struggle to be around people some days and I crave the stillness and silence that sleep affords me.  Solitude has become a refuge and a reprieve for me because in those moments of being alone, I can… Read more

January 30, 2017

Never forget that we belong to one another. Always remember that our liberations are intertwined and none of us will get free while others are bound. Read more

January 21, 2017

​Blessings to all who will march in their local Women’s March or the national Women’s March in DC today. I’ve been asked repeatedly if I intended to go for the last few months and my answer has fairly consistently been no. If you caught me in a moment where I was tired, you’d hear me speak about a travel conflict. While that was (in part) true, my reasoning is complex and will make some of you uncomfortable.  I’m not attending… Read more

January 17, 2017

If I should die before I’m woke, Cringe at my missteps for it’s in holding me accountable that you can see what work is left to do Read more

December 31, 2016

While 2016 has been hard, it has been a year I am grateful for because it stretched and pushed me. It’s reminded me that the disquiet I feel in my spirit can be harnessed to do good work that is responsive to the need I see in the world. So thank you to the year that has encouraged me to unapologetically be myself and walk, speak, and act boldly in the places that I find myself rooted in.  Read more

December 8, 2016

  “I didn’t raise you to…” “If you had just listened to me…” “Why can’t you just…” We, the adult offspring of well meaning people, have heard these words time and time again. Given the time of year, many of us are about to hear some iteration of them in the coming weeks and will be talked at by our parents, grandparents, or other beloved elders who disagree with our hair, attire, expressed ideologies, relationship status, career choice, course of… Read more

December 4, 2016

I sit cross legged, heart unbound Postured for prayer For my world Full of death Full of pain Full of spirits weighed down by yokes of oppression Of hate Of greed Weeping Lamenting Crying out “God, in your mercy” When the Spirit draws near and whispers “What if the mercy you seek is not mine to give” Read more

October 9, 2016

Yesterday, I led a conversation on white supremacy in Indiana. Well not on white supremacy IN Indiana but at a conference for progressive Christians held in the state. Did you know that Indiana’s population is nearly 86% White? What’s interesting is that for the second weekend in a row I somehow ended up in conference space that managed to be even less diverse than that. The blessing is that this time, I got to name it. I got to speak… Read more

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