I go to church for the bread and wine.
I’m an indecorous Southerner, an erstwhile Evangelical, and an inexpert advocate for justice.
I’m glad you’re here.
I grew up loving Jesus and reading the Bible, and that’s still my wheelhouse. Along the way I’ve learned that loving Jesus means loving this mucky mess of a world—so I made friends with my body, started working with the poor, and turned into a hippie tree hugger. Oh, and a writer, speaker, and teacher with a Master’s degree in theology from Boston University.
My weaknesses are french fries, my husband’s one dimple, and late-night conversations about how to change the world.
I believe mystery and paradox are the signature of truth. I believe conviction and discomfort are our friends. I believe what we do matters more than what we say, and who we are matters most of all. I believe in unlikely healings and impossible resurrections.
I believe our bodies know what our minds can’t understand. I believe God is an ocean of grace. I believe Jesus is real. I believe in abundance. I believe the physical universe means something to God.
In other words, I believe in bread and wine.
Llet’s stay in touch. Most of my writing goes exclusively to my email list. It’s my favorite place to hang out every week!