October 9, 2018

It’s no mistake that two friends, of two different perspectives, launched two very important books in back-to-back weeks. Last week, you read about privilege from a black, Christian, southern woman writer, Natasha Robinson, and this week you’ll read about privilege from a white, Christian, southern and northern woman writer, Amy Julia Becker. No matter the color of your skin, it’s imperative that we identify and talk about the roots of privilege and supremacy …and for many of us, identifying our privilege… Read more

October 5, 2018

I heard a simple rabbinic story yesterday that stopped me in my tracks: “Before his death, Rabbi Zusya said, ‘In the coming world, they will not ask me: ‘Why were you not Moses?’ They will ask me: ‘Why were you not Zusya?'” The room was silent when the instructor finished reading the story, so quiet you could have heard a pin drop had we a bowl full of pins to drop in the first place. But the message was clear: be… Read more

October 2, 2018

Well friends, I’ve got a TREAT for you today. Oftentimes, learning to color outside the lines means learning to pay attention to every voice, including voices that have been marginalized and silenced. I am delighted for you to catch a glimpse of the poetic, prophetic words of my friend Natasha Sistrunk Robinson and her new book, A Sojourner’s Truth. It’s part memoir, part theology, and ALL truth every single one of us needs to hear. Check it out!  —  — Tell us a… Read more

September 28, 2018

I was in the seventh grade when a teacher asked me if I wanted to launch an official complaint of sexual harassment against a classmate. I was fourteen years old when a stranger stared at me lewdly, when he looked me up and down and offered me free admission to his bar. I was a freshman in college when a boy didn’t listen when I asked him to stop. I may have been drinking and I may have been lying… Read more

September 25, 2018

We left town this weekend. I know, this is perhaps the most drab of opening sentences, but hear me out: we mustered the energy to drive eighty miles south this weekend. We packed our car full of food and camping gear and coloring books galore and went to the Santa Cruz mountains this weekend. We set aside the physical and emotional exhaustion that comes with moving, and we left town this weekend.  And it was good. We holed up with… Read more

September 19, 2018

I’ve been thick in the midst of copy edits for my book – which is why you’re seeing the weekly post a day or two later than usual and why everything else in my life seems to be on hold for the moment. Application for after school care for my oldest son in a couple of weeks? On hold. The article due last week and the other one I swear I’d finish by the 15th? On hold. All those boxes we’ve yet… Read more

September 14, 2018

For a long time, I prided myself in my ability to ask good questions. Call it the reporter or the curious human in me, I knew how to so engage in conversation that I could draw answers out of those labeled most unlikely to talk. I was the Oprah of my imagination and sometimes even of coffee shop conversations. After all, before I became a writer, I was a high school English teacher, and after that a director in a non-profit… Read more

September 11, 2018

As my friends over at Selfie podcast would say, lately I’ve been on a self-care bender. In that way, I was so delighted to pick up a copy of April Yamasaki’s newest book, Four Gifts, which essentially provides a Christian perspective on self-care. I’ve only got a couple of chapters left to finish, but I’d love to get this book in YOUR hands. Check out the interview below and leave a comment at the end to win a copy of the book!  –… Read more

September 7, 2018

Christian Twitter was alive with conversation of social justice this last week, mostly because of this statement against social justice, signed by nearly 5,000 pastors, writers and lay leaders. I, for one, did not sign the statement, nor did I browse through sentiments of its 14-point proclamation until earlier this evening. When a friend called and asked me what I thought, I told her I wasn’t going to spend a lick of time giving it the attention it so desperately desired…. Read more

September 4, 2018

It’d been awhile since I read a book that left me with a permanent smirk plastered across my face. But then, there it was: the smirk, the grin, the Oh, this author gets it! type of feeling that comes when you read a book and feel an instantaneous connection with the one who penned the words in the first place. I suppose that’s what the best kind of books do, after all. They remind us that we’re not alone, that someone, somewhere… Read more

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