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.
April 20, 2015
I hide out in the last room I ever thought I would find refuge. Growing up I would watch my mother buzz around cutting boards, bowls of chopped up vegetables, pots and pans on the stove stopping over each one to stir or smell the contents. Was she a busy bee or more of a […]
April 17, 2015
The rain to the wind said, ‘You push and I’ll pelt.’ They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged–though not dead. I know how the flowers felt. -Robert Frost Friday night. It’s particularly festive with spring and summer converging right before our eyes into a river of green and […]
April 5, 2015
I didn’t feel like hearing anything this weekend. Especially my own voice. It wasn’t for lack of trying…to do the podcast. I’ve written down some thoughts that I’ll likely vocalize after Easter but I spiraled down into a bit of darkness these last fast days and decided to stay there. Sometimes thin places do that to […]
April 1, 2015
This is an old post from Deeper Story, and felt pertinent again as we face state-mandated legislation that continues to impose on the rights of women like Purvi Patel who was recently convicted of feticide because of a miscarriage while killers like George Zimmerman, Darren Wilson, and the police offers who shot Tamir Rice, John Crawford, […]
March 29, 2015
Listening to the Pray-As-You-Go podcast this Palm Sunday morning in the midst of demands for strawberries and Cheerios, Wild Kratts, and fights over the trains, I picked up the words of St. Ignatius on consolation and desolation. “I call it consolation when an interior movement is aroused in the soul, by which it is inflamed […]