I consider myself a follower of Jesus, a phrase I intentionally choose because I reject a lot of the baggage surrounding the words “Christian” and “Christianity.” I grew up in the Presbyterian Church, USA, have spent time in Episcopal congregations, and am now at home with a small group of wonderful folks at Eikon Church in Little Rock, AR. I’m a doubter, a questioner, and a spiritual seeker, and I like to read and write about spirituality and theology. This is just a page to keep track of my writing in that area, in order from newest to oldest.
- on tornadoes and the Jesus who calmed storms
- on Martin Luther King Jr. Day and Peace
- i have always depended on the kindness of strangers
- Guest post: Jon’s trip to Haiti
- An Earthy Good Friday
- i am a christian because
- The Beatitudes Part III: hunger, thirst, righteousness, and mercy
- The Beatitudes Part II: Blessed are the meek
- The Beatitudes: Part I
- ashes to ashes
- Evangelical Economics
- small miracles
- Jesus and Gender Part 5: But what about Paul?
- Jesus and Gender Part 4: Women Disciples
- Jesus and Gender Part 3: Jesus’ Friends
- Jesus and Gender Part 2: From Invisible to Visible
- Jesus and Gender Equality: a new series (Part 1)
- love and like
- a preacher, a prisoner, and the desires of the heart
- voices for justice
- Eating, Praying, and Loving Myself
- Celebrating Independence Day?
- Does God root root root for the home team?
- eating is a pleasure
- Getting street-harassed? It’s probably your soul.
- We of little faith
- for i know the plans i have for you?
- On Haiti and “Everything Must Change”
- Pat Robertson: Bad, Frederick Douglass: Good
- yoga and struggle
- God is not enough?
- The best Christmas present ever
- Reviewing “Fireproof”
- Wild Things and Kings (a faith-slanted review of Where the Wild Things Are)
- Still haven’t found what I’m looking for
- The Sanfords, Spiritual Leadership, and Submission
- Jon and Kate disintegrate
- AWEsome
- This I used to believe?
- Some thoughts on the state of church and state
The marvellous thing about faith, is that there is no need anything to be true… for feeling happy-for-being-true. Well, it is a psychological mystery, such as the one which makes one bet on red, or black, feeling that it is the right move one is doing… (otherwise we’d bet the other). So it is with Jesus… as there is no historical evidence that He ever exsisted. Anyway, it is always nice to read what you say: all the pleasure stays in listening to you, not in arguing.
Hugs
Dom
amen sister, God blses