These three books are my attempts at writing to live it out. The first book, Making Paper Cranes, came out of my time in seminary when I was exploring identity politics, feminism, and theology. The second book, Streams Run Uphill, came out of a desire to share what feminist theology looks like on the ground. I needed something that was rooted in the stories of other women struggling in the same endeavor.
The third book, Yoked was written with my husband, Andy Kort, on trying to integrate vocation and family.
I love these like they are my children - they are a strange part of me, and yet they have their own lives, genuine in all the mistakes and wrong turns, missteps in words, and epiphanies. Thank you for being here.
June 19, 2015
I didn’t come into an awareness of my racialized self until late college, and didn’t really engage the issues around it until seminary, and even then wrestled with whether there was a third way beyond the black-white paradigm of racism because it felt like there wasn’t space for me. For my parents. For my siblings […]
June 17, 2015
I have lately had my doubts about church mission trips. But it’s been a while. Like 4 years and 3 months, to be exact – which is how old the twins are at the moment – finally after this long stint away I went to West Virginia with the lovely good folks from First Presbyterian […]
June 15, 2015
Today I’m over at the SALT Collective! “I am the only one. On most committees or organizations, I am usually the only one. The only woman. The only young person. The only racial “minority.” The only liberal. And most recently, the only mother with young children. It was something I grew accustomed to rather quickly, this […]
June 10, 2015
“I cast an objective gaze over myself, discovered my blackness, my ethnic features; deafened by cannibalism, backwardness, fetishism, racial stigmas, slave traders, […] Disoriented, incapable of confronting the Other, the white man, who had no scruples about imprisoning me, I transported myself on that particular day far, very far, from my self, and gave […]
June 5, 2015
We’ve entered that stage with Anna. The season where princesses and fancy dresses are the driving force of her life. Headbands with boys. Pink. Oodles of pink and purple and flowers and butterflies. And Frozen is on almost once a day. I suppose we could have done much worse. At least it’s a story about […]