I’m ready to write again…

I haven’t blogged here in quite a while because I haven’t really felt inspired to write anything. Four years ago, it would have been impossible for me to fathom the experience of living without any inclination to write. Around that time, I had been writing for a few years about leaving Christian fundamentalism and the nontraditional spiritual paths that I’ve taken, and found it easy … Continue reading I’m ready to write again…

Now that the World Has Changed: A post-election essay on racism and the state of Christianity

I have watched the new era of our democracy unfold while harboring intense reserves of both fear and anguish. Like most of my friends, I’ve found it nearly impossible to escape the weight of sadness that comes with knowing that 81 percent of my white Christian counterparts chose to elect a Presidential candidate who was openly and enthusiastically endorsed by the KKK. I am not … Continue reading Now that the World Has Changed: A post-election essay on racism and the state of Christianity

The Bible isn’t unchanging steel. It’s malleable clay.

It occurred to me that we do indeed think of the Bible as something that has been “given” to us by God, when we should think of the Bible as a collection of texts to which we’ve given numerous interpretations throughout history. We think of the Bible as something that has given us a specific narrative about the world, without acknowledging that we are, in fact, the ones who assign and propagate biblical narratives. Continue reading The Bible isn’t unchanging steel. It’s malleable clay.

When Jesus said, “I am the way,” he didn’t mean what you think …

In a reflection written almost exactly four years ago, I touched on a few of the important statistics that jolted me out of my exclusivistic way of reading the scriptures and into a more open approach to the texts. I shared that only around 7% of the world’s population are “saved” by Evangelical standards, and I wrote that people die at a rate of more … Continue reading When Jesus said, “I am the way,” he didn’t mean what you think …