I've thought a lot about bravery and courage the past few days. While those words were my constant companions for a long while, I no longer feel the same constant drive to live into them - mostly, I think, because I don't feel fear biting and gnawing and whispering quite so often anymore. This weekend,... Continue Reading →
On Faith: Hitting the Light
Last week, I attended a retreat - "Courage to Lead for Young Leaders and Activists" - with Parker Palmer and his organization, "Center for Courage and Renewal." I feel this desire -- and something of a pressure -- to write about it. People keep asking me, "how was your trip?," "how was the retreat?," "what... Continue Reading →
Name This
Name This I have always been precise in my naming. I want the just-right word at the just-right time: I wield the power of my wording like a weapon. Verbing nouns, changing phrases to make them new and surprising, I move to the matters of soul heart-clenchingly quickly-- hold on, y'all. This is how things... Continue Reading →
Revolutionary Love
This week, I've been thinking about revolutionary love. The first time I remember hearing a call to revolutionary love, I was 18 and I was volunteering at an after-school program in Baltimore City. The school consisted of 97% black students, and it was falling down. There was lead in the pipes. The paint was chipping... Continue Reading →