I want to say something, but what I have to say never feels like enough. Or, it seems like too much. I feel like I am sitting amidst some great divide and I can see both sides but can’t reach my arms far enough either way. I want to be a bridge, but I can’t […]
Read MoreWhen I was a child I found one of those “My Name Means” cards with my name on it. It said that Rebecca meant “devoted one“. I remember that I had to ask my mom what devoted meant. I thought it had something to do with voting. I tried to find that definition again associated […]
Read MoreI want to tell you why an iced mocha with raspberry tastes like faith, but I don’t know how. I want to tell you about how coffee shops and parking lots became my sanctuaries and how I found little altars everywhere once I stopped going to church. I want to tell you why I’m going […]
Read MoreI was raised in the Christian church and a phrase you hear constantly is “put God first” and “as long as you put God first, everything will work out” or “just remember to always put God first and you will know what path to take”. While I understand the why of this concept, I’ve always […]
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