(Yes, THAT sex scene) CW: This post contains sexual content and references rape. Bridgerton, the fictional Netflix series based on novels I have not, and will likely never, read, is based in early 19th-century England in all its toxic patriarchal glory. The plot is concerned with upper class families looking to make “matches” with the … More What Daphne Bridgerton and Tamar of the Bible Have in Common
I launched this website and blog in the spring of 2019 with the goal of sharing writing too lengthy and in depth for social media posts (if you follow me on Facebook or Instagram, you know I am a lengthy caption queen). I particularly wanted to share theological and exegetical work that I felt passionate … More Faith, Doubt, and the In-Between
I am pondering how we live in honest disagreement with one another when our tendency is to create echo chambers i.e. “just unfriend/unfollow me if you disagree!” I am partially inspired by my (tiny) Twitter presence and the outrage I see there. I am also partially inspired by a theological disagreement that has reaped both … More Holding Division, Unity and Boundaries in the Christian Community
I quickly exited the simple chapel where the congregation was gathered to rush into the restroom. Newly pregnant with my second daughter, morning sickness was striking with a vengeance. I returned in time to sing the final hymn before I approached the stool where I usually preached. I didn’t feel like preaching. I felt like … More #EmbodiedMotheringGod
On Sunday, August 2, 2020, Marilane Carter disappeared en route from Kansas City to Birmingham. Almost two weeks later her car was found with a body, her purse, and credit cards inside. The disappearance garnered national attention, particularly in the southeast, including much speculation as to her state of marriage, home, family relations, emotional and … More On #findmarilane and the Martyred Pastor’s Wife
We know that the whole creation has been groaning in labor pains until now; and not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly while we wait for adoption, the redemption of our bodies. For in hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not … More Labor and Redemption: Hope
In the past few months, since the COVID shutdown, I haven’t been inspired to write. My anxiety has been heightened as we’ve tried to establish new daily and weekly rituals. Like most children, my daughters have been grieving the abrupt loss of their friends and normal activities leading to a chaotic house as they act … More What I’ve Not Been Writing and Have Been Reading Lately
Written with Elizabeth Tucker {An introduction to this piece: My sister and I pivoted to a rally in a suburb of Birmingham when the Birmingham protest we originally planned to attend was cancelled. When we read the report of the rally, linked here, we found that the report misrepresented what took place and encouraged some … More An Open letter to Al.com, Greg Garrison, Dennis Pillion, and their Editor from “Others in the Crowd”
We know that the whole creation has been groaning in labor pains until now; and not only the creation, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly while we wait for adoption, the redemption of our bodies. For in hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not … More Labor and Redemption: Baptism
I’m sitting in the doctor’s office waiting for the magic steroid shots to make me feel better. I’ve been sick with “just a cold” for six weeks, and now I feel like death. Diagnosis: bronchitis, a sinus infection, and an ear infection. Two shots in the booty are on their way. I’m ready for this. … More Booty Shots. EpiPens. Mayhem.
