Each year at work, there is this specific process performed called "roll forward." Information from previous years' work is rolled forward to be inserted into the following years' documents. From my understanding, it is done with the click of a button. With this in mind, I've been listening to a podcast that discusses many things… Continue reading Order, Disorder, Reorder
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Opening The Door To Impostor Syndrome
"I read the definition of Imposter Syndrome and felt an internal, 'Oh, shit...' roll from my stomach and rise to my throat." These are the words, more or less, I said to my therapist yesterday. It was one of the three subjects I wanted to bounce off her as we talked. This last one --… Continue reading Opening The Door To Impostor Syndrome
Bethel’s Great Distraction
It is never about the violence to, but always about the control of. I had this thought this morning as I reflected on another church digging its heels into the very real topic of homosexuality. Bethel Church stepped up and into the ring of promoting gay conversion therapy. If this is unfamiliar to you, please… Continue reading Bethel’s Great Distraction
Ordinary Moments
"There will always be an aide worker holding an orphan; a friend sitting with another friend in their addiction or sadness [... ]Regular moments of Resurrection are still happening." I am paraphrasing, but that was spoken at church on Sunday. To me, I read "regular" as "ordinary" in this context. It was a service filled… Continue reading Ordinary Moments
On Needing a Social Media Break
There are times I wonder how much I am affecting change from the screen. Since I was eighteen, I have been writing about religion and politics. It's so specific to that age, because the 2008 election was at its peak, and I was there for it in all my youth. So much so, that I… Continue reading On Needing a Social Media Break
Arriving
I'm sitting outside at my in-law's place -- where we've decided to camp out as we find a place to live and all the other things that come with moving -- and I hear the faint sound of a small airplane over me. I look between the trees and smile as it passes by. I… Continue reading Arriving
Looking Forward
I'm having a hard time with the lights, the cameras, and the action. I'm discovering, actually, that I need a little less of it all. Because, when the baptisms start, I want to hear the splash as a body meets water, and a sprinkle of release when it rises. I want to hear the cries… Continue reading Looking Forward
