I am a saint some moments and a sinner in others, with one great husband, two precocious children and a few dear friends to remind me when I forget. They, in addition to good food, travel, music of all kinds (especially 80′s weekend on 98.5), theology, P.D. James novels, episodes of “The Office,” hiking, rock climbing and most things aquatic, make life fun.
My musings here at the intersection between life and God are for saints and sinners who “still haven’t found what they’re looking for” (to borrow the words of the U2 hit)—but know they’re looking for “More.”
More meaning and purpose.
More real and abundant life.
We’re the skeptics, seekers, cynics, idealists, and religious misfits on the margins of church, and there are a whole lot of us, saints and sinners all of us, both “in” the church and “out.” You might call us “restless souls.” Whether we’re converted, unconverted or under conversion, we’ve tried church and it has failed us. Still, somehow, maybe even miraculously, we keep coming back to Jesus.
If you count yourself among this tribe, then I hope you’ll keep coming back to this intersection between life and God, and lending your voice to the conversation. You belong here.
My Top Posts
If you’re new to this site, you might want to start with my most popular posts:
Faith, Feminism and Womanhood
- Facebook’s Disappearing Mothers: The New Form of Women’s Self Effacement?
- From Marital Sex Guru to Chastened Ex-Wife: Why I Prefer the New Lauren Winner
- Boobie Traps: Breastfeeding in Church
- The Minister and the Little,Black Dress
Theology and the Bible
- Good Friday Humor: Bad Taste or a Witness to the Resurrection?
- “The Beloved Oppressor” and Bad Atonement Theories
- Desperate Housewife or God’s Dreamer?
- Why Church, Inc. Has Failed Us and Why Jesus Won’t
Spirituality, Social Justice and Mission
- Five Ways To Tame the Animal of Regret
- A Year of Kingdom-of-God Living
- Sleepless in Atlanta
- Confession of a Yard Sale Junkie
These days, I am a full-time writer. On occasion I find myself in the pulpit again or volunteering in various ministry settings (be they at Hospice Atlanta or at Open Door, a residential community in the Catholic worker tradition). I am currently working on the book The Recovery-Minded Church: Loving and Ministering to People with Addictions (IVP, Winter 2015), and am the author of Grace Sticks: The Bumper Sticker Gospel for Restless Souls (Wipf & Stock, 2013). I have written articles for Touchstone, The Christian Century, The Washington Post Social Reader and Theology Today (among other publications). I hold an M.Div. from Princeton Seminary and a B.A. in Russian Studies from Yale College.
In previous lives, and in no particular order, I:
- was a production assistant for ABC News ‘ “John Stossel Specials,” a job that despite the mindless servitude had a few perks—among them, meeting Barbara Walters in her sweat suit at the company Christmas party, bumping into Peter Jennings in the cafeteria line (while swooning dreamily), and producing specials like “Why Greed Is Good” that put me on a path towards ministry
- was a “Missionary Kid” in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, memories of which include green checkered school uniforms, a strict British headmistress who always bid me “stand up straight,” a hole in the ground for a toilet and baby cobras in our front yard
- organized a national college student campaign to end the genocide in Sudan while working as a press secretary for Nina Shea (of the Advisory Council on Religious Freedom to the President) before the advent of social networking
- spent a couple summers living and working among Sudanese refugees in a camp at the border of Sudan; this included waking up one morning to hear the sound of an Antonov bomber flying over my tukul and running for cover, as well as a stare-down competition with very large, bulbous, alien-like insect on my wall, which I soon learned delivered deadly bites (I’m so relieved I asked)
- told myself I’d never go to seminary, but then did just this (apparently God answered my mother’s life-long prayer for me)
- said I’d never marry or have children, but did both; then told myself I wanted four children only to discover, with the birth of my second child, that my quiver felt plenty full
- was told by my high school English teacher, Mr. French, that I write like Virginia Woolf—it wasn’t a compliment—and have been trying to break the habit ever since
- flirted in college with a modeling career that never materialized because I liked eating and didn’t succeed at chain smoking (honestly, I never really tried)
- worked for a church as a mission pastor: ‘nuff said
- thought God really was more like a strict, old grandfather with a punishment fetish, and now suspect God is more akin to a very large, motherly African American woman who likes to give big hugs, make greasy breakfasts, garden and do jazz improv
- grew up in a conservative, evangelical home in which women were not supposed to be pastors, but ended up as one, anyway
In future lives, with differing degrees of seriousness, I hope to:
- be a back-up singer for Bruce Springsteen (so what if I don’t really sing?), or, alternatively, a Russian-speaking Bond girl (Yes, “that’s James. James Bond.”); four years of college Russian and an intensive immersion summer at Middlebury would then come in handy after all
- land an interview with Marcus Mumford and confess my undying love for him
- learn the cello
- become fluent in Mandarin
- visit more of the world and live overseas, ideally somewhere in the Far East
- buy a motorcycle and ride it cross country
- write more books
- love more compassionately, live more freely, laugh more heartily and give more generously
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