This Incarnate Faith
Fish Creek in Winter I went on anti-depressants after mom died. Almost pre-emptively. In September 2016 I went to my doctor and she agreed that some of the sluggishness and swirly thoughts and exhaustion and arm-numbing anxiety I was experiencing could be mitigated. And I needed to mitigate them. I didn’t want to parent... Continue Reading →
"If there is to be any redemption, this earth and no other, this body and no other, must have the capacity to take God's grace into itself." Hans Urs Von Balthazar in Against the Gnostic Heresies So I have a friend who owns a company that sells blankets. These blankets are handmade by women who have... Continue Reading →
So, the rumors are true – this girl is getting ordained! It seems like a pretty simple sentence but behind it is a lifetime or two of wading through what it means to be a woman of faith, intellect, spirit and questioning. And it’s at once a hard and good story. But for now I... Continue Reading →
There is an exhaustion creeping over us who care. Do you feel it? I read the news, and then I read the comments and then I see the drivers and then I see hear the casual but in the end dehumanizing dismissals of those who think politically different than us. There is an... Continue Reading →
Let me say that humans are so strange. I know this because I’ve been one my whole life and I’ve lived with them my whole life. Even this week, I looked at my husband, who I really truly adore, and he looked at me, who obviously he adores, and we both thought – “huh?” He... Continue Reading →
Mary and Elizabeth by Kathe Kollwitz (1928) Mary stopped short of the gate. The servants’s daughter was in the yard, bending over a puddle of water. Beyond her was the goat’s pen and then, in the shade of the doorway she saw her cousin. To Mary, Elizabeth's body looked bigger than before, thicker,... Continue Reading →
And now its the next day. And then the day after that. In previous posts I wrote about how the lead up to Christmas can make it seem like Christmas is the climax, the end of the story of our waiting. And it is. And it also is not. If Christmas is the answer it... Continue Reading →
"And a great crowd followed him and thronged about him. And there was a woman who had had a flow of blood for twelve years and who had suffered much under many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was no better but rather grew worse. She had heard the reports about Jesus,... Continue Reading →
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