“Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh
These three books are my attempts at writing to live it out, and to encourage others. 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.
August 22, 2014
The first time I went to Mexico was a mission trip. A church youth group. An earnest youth pastor. And boxes of tracts in Spanish. One purpose. We went with the intention of saving the poor and ignorant. Clearly, they needed Jesus. What was most important to their lives was the salvation of their souls. […]
August 20, 2014
Genesis 45:1-15; Romans 11: 1-2a, 29-32 Witherspoon Street Presbyterian Alex Wimberly 17 August 2014 “A police force that does not represent the entire community cannot serve any in the community.” That was the lesson drawn by the chairman of the policing board in Northern Ireland when the decision was made to deliberately diversify the recruitment […]
August 18, 2014
Numb. Images of tear gas. Bodies covered in blood. Hands up in the air. Face off between blacks and whites, protestors and policemen in riot gear. I shut down. || I need church. Sometimes church is the only place that gives me space to feel. To think. To reflect. To speak. This isn’t to say […]
August 13, 2014
“Usually when people are sad, they don’t do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.” ― Malcolm X Trayvon Martin. Photos of his face covered my Facebook and Twitter. Hoodie and all brown eyes. A red tshirt over the slim body of a smiling, carefree […]
August 8, 2014
I went to bed early one night. After a meeting with church members who are signing up to walk with students at the university. After discussion about what it means to be present in the lives of students we know and those who are strangers to us. What it means to show we care about […]