Writing and yoga

Over the past several months, I took part in Lore Wilbert’s Writing Mentorship course. If you don’t know Lore, well, me neither — at least not in person. But thanks to years of blog stalking, I’ve come to know her as a gorgeous writer: intentional, challenging, and smart as a whip. Our faith looks different…

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So Close [new song]

I’ve been writing some new songs. I don’t know what will come of them, but they’re forming up, taking shape, becoming. I wrote this one awhile back. I’ve held it close because it was written from a very raw place; even listening back to it now, it stings. But it’s the truest story I’ve ever…

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The Minneapolis Miracle

By now you’ve all seen it, right? Last night’s last ditch pass from Vikings quarterback Case Keenum to wide receiver Stefon Diggs, resulting in a game-winning touchdown in the last 10 seconds of the game. Watch it here: And again here: And this one, for good measure: They’re calling it historic, legendary, the Minneapolis Miracle.…

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Christianity is not the American Dream

I grew up as a pastor’s daughter, an identity that I largely shook when I left home at 18, but which played an undeniable role in my formation. In getting to know other pastor’s kids (PKs) over the years, I’ve found some common threads in our experiences; for example, the pressure of visibility, unfair expectations…

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Longing for home

It’s been four months since I left Minneapolis, four months since I sent my things to storage and walked out of my house for the last time. I have a hard time talking about losing my house — and yes, that is the language that makes most sense to me: losing my house. Because while…

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A new season

I’m in the Pacific Northwest where the leaves are the color of sweet potatoes, the color of pumpkins. After a long, brutal summer, it’s as if all of nature is conspiring to remind me that it’s time for a new season. Madeline L’Engle says, “Until I can mourn the loss of a dream, I cannot…

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