Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.

If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as bird wings.

- Rumi

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 This is a repost and an update. After hearing that Oral Roberts passed away yesterday, I thought I should say a little about my experience with him and his ministry. 

Oral Roberts University is a school shrouded in mystery and legend; a school which boasts alien-spaceship buildings, the i… Read full post »

In the last year, I had the extreme pleasure of being introduced to many remarkable feminists in different fields. I would like to highlight them for you.

The first is Sefi Atta, who was the writer in residence last fall at Northwestern University. She had a whimsical gr… Read full post »

            Hi, we’re the Glovers. Nice to meet you. We are the ideal, blue collar, American family. Dad works Monday through Friday, then spends time with the family reading and playing board games. Mom is a good housewife. She coo… Read full post »

 My dad thought he was a prophet. He thought he was the Old Testament kind of prophet. The kind of prophet who wasn’t welcome in his own town. The kind of prophet who was aware of impending doom. Coming soon to a town near you. My dad felt responsible to spread… Read full post »

Like most girls, when I was growing up my dad was the most influential and important person in my life. It's hard to describe someone like that honestly and without bias, so I'm not going to even attempt it. I'm going to give you a very biased look at my dad… Read full post »

Growing up in what my dad liked to call the “Full Gospel” Christian faith, I experienced sweeping tides of fashionable faith trends and fads. We were proud to be non-denominational. We didn’t adhere to any “man-made” creed of faith or doctrine. Our basis was a personal r… Read full post »