• To the Jesus I Thought I Knew

    To the Jesus I Thought I Knew

    Jesus, I have known You for a long time. Or at least, I thought I did. I learned Your name early. Learned how to speak it with reverence, how to pray it at the end of sentences, how to carry it into rooms like something sacred and certain. I learned the stories. I learned the…

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  • Becoming

    Becoming

    Living as becoming requires a certain kind of courage. It asks me to let go of needing to have everything figured out. It asks me to stay open, even when openness feels vulnerable. It asks me to trust that the person I am growing into is worth the uncertainty it takes to get there.

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  • When Authority Replaces Humility

    When Authority Replaces Humility

    Healthy leaders welcome feedback and accountability. They understand that no single person has all the answers and that the church benefits from collective discernment. In contrast, a narcissistic pastor might see criticism as a personal attack rather than a helpful input. When challenged, they could react defensively, shift blame, or label critics as disloyal or…

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  • Negative Feelings Do Not Win The Day

    Negative Feelings Do Not Win The Day

    In many ways, writing has allowed me to tell the truth about my life. There are things I could not say out loud for years. There were fears I buried and griefs I pretended did not exist. But when I write, honesty becomes possible. I can say the things that once felt unspeakable. I can…

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  • The Weight of a Small Glass Vial

    The Weight of a Small Glass Vial

    My brother handed it to me as if he were giving me something simple, ordinary. A small glass vial, light enough to rest comfortably in my hand. It wasn’t bigger than the bottles that once held perfume or medicine, the kind you might forget in a drawer. Inside it was my mother. Or rather, what…

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