Two Years Later, Families Are Still Being Separated
When I call you brother, I mean I will fight for your right to life as if you were my brother. When you call me sister, stand up for my human rights.
Mother to Son: Letter to a Black Boy on Identity and Hope
It’s no accident that you are black. You were made black on purpose.
It’s Complicated: A Different Liturgy for Mother’s Day
You don't need me to tell you that Mother's Day is complicated for many. A two-second pause to contemplate the people in your life for whom the holida...
Pandemic, Not Pomp and Circumstance
The class of 2020 was born into a country disfigured by terrorism, and now will be launched into the world during a global pandemic.
The Best I Can Do: A Lament for Lost Control
The loss of control is wearing me down.
I’m Not Okay
I’m not sleeping well, friends.
All this past week I’ve been receiving thoughtful messages asking how I’m doing. And honestly? I feel like I’m losing...
Finding Freedom & Salvation in a Weary World
We cannot comprehend one another's lives or struggles, or diminish others' struggles in the face of our own.
What I’ll Tell Our Kids About War
I’ll tell them that Iranian people aren’t our enemies.
The Power of Prayer, Vulnerability, and Interdependence
I have learned that it is okay to ask for help.
Seeing Jesus in Unexpected Places
I saw Jesus at Reading Olympics.