Walking in the Fields

Feet on the ground. My feet are on the ground, and it’s a moment where I wish they weren’t. The perspective from right here sucks. I see you all plowing, planting, and fertilizing the soil under your own feet, and I don’t know what kind of fruit you’re looking to produce. I don’t even knowContinue reading “Walking in the Fields”

Shadowfeet

It seems unnatural to go dark when everyone, including me, has a platform. What a weird time in the world, right? (And let us all note the irony, considering I am here, right now, standing on a platform talking about something.) I get overwhelmed by American Christianity pretty easily. Actually, it’s the Christianity of womenContinue reading “Shadowfeet”