Jamestown The colonists. Fleeing persecution, braving all manner of hazards to come to the New World, the land of opportunity, of freedom. Some of them had children on the ships, some in the bitter winter for which they were ill-prepared, but they persevered. Some of the babies died, and parents had to dig their graves … Continue reading What would they be called, if their skin were white?
The Star-Telegram published an article earlier this month, "Hundreds of sex abuse allegations found in fundamental Baptist churches across U.S." by Sara Smith. Back in the day, when I had my heart set on pursuing investigative journalism, this is the article that I wanted to write. And this is why: "To understand how this systemic, … Continue reading The Truth Will Wreck This Place
Last night, the last thing I read before I fell asleep was a photojournalism article on the refugee caravan. I dreamed that I was packing a little suitcase -- the smallest one, the lightest one, with wheels. Very distinctly and deliberately chosen because my oldest child could manage it, if necessary. My husband was … Continue reading I Dreamed A Dream
I was raised in a pretty whackadoodle church. Okay, it was a cult. One of the (many) things drilled into our heads was that if we loved anyone or anything too much, God would be righteously jealous and take it away. As punishment. Also, another of the (many) things drilled into our heads was that … Continue reading I (Used To) Love to Write
Truth is Relative to the Experience of the Storyteller: Unreliable Narration in Postmodern Literature As societal and cultural sentiment shifted away from the certainty of the modern era into the relativism of the postmodern period, both the content and techniques of fiction adapted to address and reflect the new … Continue reading Truth is Relative to the Experience of the Storyteller
Rachael Denhollander's former church released a statement to the Washington Post. Many will rejoice, and it seems that there are several good things that have happened. Maybe some progress is being made. But let's watch for the day when truth is enough. Let's watch for the day when there's enough humility and integrity to listen … Continue reading It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
Some days, I think I'm so jaded and cynical that absolutely nothing will surprise me. Today was not that day. This morning, my NPR news feed informed me that Paige Patterson had been replaced as president of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, due to allegations of gross mishandling of situations of domestic violence and rape. … Continue reading Today, Even I Was (A Little) Surprised