Whether you’re quietly deconstructing, peeling off layers of Christian subculture, or walking alongside someone who is . . . Catherine McNiel sees you. Lean in for Nichole Woo’s conversation with Catherine on faith, doubt, and deconstruction—and how maybe they aren’t mutually exclusive after all. Click below to listen on Spotify or find it here on […]
ON SUNDAYS, WHEN OUR KIDS WERE YOUNG we always sat near the front of the church. It’s a vulnerable place for sure, vain-bound me struggling to think more about the sermon than the back of my head where my hair, due to some kind of birth defect, tends to do a stand up colicky thing. […]
I am untethered, unmoored, unrecognizable to myself. My husband passed away in a hiking accident, and life is altered on every level. I feel disoriented, trying to make sense of my disassembled life—like lying on the couch and watching TV sideways. Everything has changed, and my brain has yet to catch up to it all. […]
Listen to Prasanta read her piece by clicking here: Senescent (adjective) growing old; aging. Cell Biology. (of a cell) no longer capable of dividing but still alive and metabolically active. As in: trees laughing leaves, dropping down on me, floating in the wind. I catch a handful of laughter, toss it back in the air. […]
You’re limping, people say as I approach with my irregular gait. Oh yes, I answer. I have been wrestling with God. Wrestling with lost relationships. Wrestling with grief that keeps arising. Wrestling with change in my dwelling places. Wrestling with shifting family dynamics. Wrestling with changes in my body as I age. Wrestling with […]
Editor’s Note: Holding a conversation with Diana Gruver is like sitting in the sun: She radiates kindness and compassion in a way that makes you want to lean in and steal as many moments in her presence as possible. It may seem surprising, then, to hear her story—of how she, herself, “clawed toward the light” […]
Listen to Nichole Woo read this anonymous piece by clicking below. She scuffs over sidewalks toward heavy high school doors, (always locked) with dauntless steps that prick my heart. One thing I know: Her feet will forever fall on roads in want of wear.1 Frost – he got to choose. But not my girl. […]
To hear Chelle read her piece, click the link below. As I write this, one friend has just entered hospice care, as we anticipate the death of yet another parent. I am tired. Nevertheless, I press on. It is what I do. Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart […]
To hear Nicole read her piece, click below: Trust in the slow work of God… Only God could say what this new spirit gradually forming within you will be. Give Our Lord the benefit of believing that his hand is leading you and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself in suspense and incomplete.-Pierre Teilhard de […]
Click here to listen to Nicole read her piece: “For my entire life, it seemed that people had been shouting at me—telling me what to believe and how to act…’There is a new voice,’ Mary Oliver wrote of the journey of awakening, ‘which you slowly recognize as your own.’ Until my mid-thirties, I did not […]
I can’t smell it, as a pack of coyotes do when they corner trembling prey. But I can always see fear. It swept across her face like a time-lapsed eclipse: First, panic in those tiny, azure eyes. Then the floodgates burst forth. Tears barreled down her cheekbones and mingled with stray, blond hairs that matted […]