I wrote a poem yesterday and wanted to link it here: https://herwritingturnstoflowers.wordpress.com/2019/05/07/outside-of-the-church-building/
Today, I tell the children that the animal pelts are indeed dead. That the game warden brought them in to show us but they aren’t alive. The animals died, they were skinned (it didn’t hurt them, because they were dead) and now we are looking at their fur called pelts. We discuss the ways in… Continue reading Normalizing death: the heartbreaking art of learning and relearning
Recently, I became troubled and heartbroken and very upset over the recent reports of a man throwing a 5 year old child off the third floor at Mall of America. You can read the report here. There is so much randomness to it all. The man didn’t know the child. It is so senseless. Reports… Continue reading In Times of Trouble
This was originally written as a Facebook post the morning after I heard a friend died from suicide. I am processing some news I heard that’s been on my heart all night and this morning and I woke up with this on my mind: Here is the one thing I need you to know: depression… Continue reading I need you to know—
https://herwritingturnstoflowers.wordpress.com/2019/03/05/ordaining-bullies/ A poem I wrote as I continue to wonder about the future of the church.
What to do when people are pushed out? When votes carry to criminalize Defrock, punish those for being who Our Creator created them to be? What to do when love is feared more than hunger than war than famine? I see dilapidated church buildings taken over by the elements Weeds growing where flowers used to be… Continue reading When love is feared more than hunger (a poem about the UMC vote)
I’ve taught parenting classes even though I’ve never been a parent. I’ve consoled a grieving widow even though I’ve never lost my spouse I’ve counseled married folks, people who are transgender, and yes, even men, even though I am a woman. I’ve found that you don’t have to be a certain gender or be coupled… Continue reading The Best Supporting Role…