God Made Adam and Eve. And Steve.

The conversation continues – that ugly banter of “my right is so much more right than your right.” It really is sickening, isn’t it? And I find myself often asking, where does my heart lie as a woman of faith?   Like so many, I grew up in the Church. And whereas I am able to say I am no longer necessarily a card-carrying product of that upbringing in its entirety, I must be completely honest with myself by admitting that being a Caucasian, (Upper) Middle Class, American, Woman of Faith is […]

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The Hope Chest

She kneels before the chest, nostalgic. She knows it is time – time to let go – and yet, she is acutely aware of what she is releasing and what it means moving forward. She opens the chest and is overcome by the memories that come flooding in, so ingrained with the scent of cedar. By her side, lays a pile. The pile extends up to her waist while kneeling. She grabs the item on top of the pile. Her favorite mask. The Mask of Performance. Oh, how many times this […]

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Less Is More : Ideas to Keep Slavery Out of the Easter Basket

Easter Baskets. The poster child for Spring. By now, you have probably heard about slavery in the cocoa bean industry. You have probably already heard that children are literally trafficked across borders in order to wield large machetes to cut down cocoa beans for sixteen hours a day so that we have our cheap chocolate for any holiday, and any day in between. And as we grace the aisles of our local grocery stores, the options for our kids’ Easter baskets just seem to grow year after year. There is […]

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Lent is Not a Weight Loss Program

I grew up in the church. So, I have always practiced Lent.   Lent begins on Ash Wednesday and ends on Holy Saturday (the night before Easter Sunday) and is 40 weekdays long. It is symbolic of the 40 days Jesus spent fasting in the desert, following his baptism.       For me, I have always given up something that is tempting for me, such as chocolate. Or sugar. Pretty much always chocolate or sugar. I had always made the assumption that I should be giving up something that […]

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10.

My daughter turns 10 years old one week from today. My entire week has become devoted to planning the ultimate Minecraft party. We celebrate birthdays quite enthusiastically around here. Let me tell you why.   My Bella is a medically fragile child. I just learned that term about a year ago when a professional referred to her as such. So, there you go – a medically fragile child. Bella has Congenital Nephrotic Syndrome of the F1 variety – basically, the most rare. You can google it. Keep tissues handy if you […]

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It Matters.

She woke up this morning to the sound of the women in the village, busy readying themselves for the day. She longed for just a few more minutes of sleep. Why does the night seem to pass so quickly? She slowly got up from her mat on the dirt floor, rolled it up, and placed it in the corner of her family’s hut. As she did so, her younger brother and sister stirred on their mats. She gently nudged each of them and whispered to them that it was time […]

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Into The Void

About a week ago, I let go of an organization that I founded and of which I was the Executive Director. For about a year prior to the inception of the organization, and then the three and a half years running it, I poured every last ounce of my heart and soul into it. I loved it. Man, did I love it. And I fought for it, working to network with others, doing everything possible to create something that had meaning, purpose and made the world a better place. So, […]

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Justice and Decay

I have been reading a book entitled, God For Us, for Lent. Today was especially beautiful. Lent has always been a bit befuddling. For those of us who practice it, it is something quite deep, quite personal. And yet, if you met someone for coffee who does not practice Lent, and proclaimed that you have chosen to deny yourself said coffee for Lent without allowing for any further conversation on the subject, well that is befuddling. To say the least. In today’s reading, the following poem was shared:: Who goeth […]

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The House with the Cranberry Door

I grew up in the House with the Cranberry Door. I remember my mother choosing the color for that door, swatches of blindingly similar hues slathered onto the back side of the door. How she remembered what shade was what, I’ll never know. My parents bought the House with the Cranberry Door when I was 8 years old. I remember the excitement I felt at having my own room and the terror of going to a new school. To the right of our home lived Mr. and Mrs. Peacock. He […]

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Broken

This past weekend, we moved. As I was placing our coveted Czech etched glass into a cupboard, one shelf toppled over. I looked down at my feet to find them surrounded by hundreds of pieces of broken glass. We lost a set of wine glasses and a set of champagne glasses – gifts from Martin’s grandparents for our wedding ceremony and our 10th year wedding anniversary. These sets were a part of the grandparents’ own collection. Irreplaceable. Glasses that literally survived a country’s remarkable history.         I have […]

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