The Ache That Forms Me

There is an ache I carry deep in my heart—the ache of knowing that my family doesn’t see eye to eye. The tension, the unspoken words, the careful tiptoeing around certain topics—it weighs on me. These are the people I love most, yet conversations that once felt effortless now feel like walking through a minefield.… Continue reading The Ache That Forms Me

Wanting to decolonize

It took me a while to put this into words –Ruth talked about her Dad, Rene, pointing out that when we have a theology of conformity, then Christianity can run parallel to culture and not cut through it. I thought of one of my takeaways from the work of Dr. Randy Woodley. He is a… Continue reading Wanting to decolonize