Signs of Belonging: Remembering Thomas Gallaudet and Henry Winter Syle
Every family has its own private language. I don’t mean regional dialects or local pronunciations, but entirely unique inventions. Those […]
The Reformation Continues: Jan Hus’s Legacy Today
Every Sunday as a child, I would stand between my mother and grandmother in our pew as my Lutheran parish—the
No Justice, No Peace: Mechthild of Magdeburg and The Long Lineage of Protest Poetry
Poets say the strangest things. I first learned this when I became absolutely preoccupied by Emily Dickinson in the fourth
Influencers, Not Intercessors: Following Saint Zita of Tuscany
If today’s young people are glued to their phones and iPads, I came of age alongside the internet. My family
Narrative Arts: Maryam of Quidun, My Mother, and Me
We all have stories we tell about ourselves. As the oldest of three girls and the one I think my
Do It Yourself: Crafty Strategies for Expanding Access to Godly Play
I have a reputation among friends and colleagues for being unusually crafty. If a new artistic practice catches my attention,
Break Open The Story: Approaching Good Friday Anew
If Palm Sunday’s approach to the Passion skips too quickly through the events of Holy Week, I would propose an approach to Good Friday that reverses the balance
She Always Had A Name: Remembering Photini
It happens every few months: someone at the parish where I work will ask me what my name is.
Crowned With Candles: How Saint Lucy Teaches Us to Be Light in the Darkness
As an oldest daughter in a family that went to a specifically Norwegian Lutheran church, oh how I wanted to wear that iconic white dress, red sash, and crown of candles.