The purpose of this blog is to share stories: real, vulnerable stories that move hearts towards compassion and change. That purpose has not changed, even as I’ve taken a break from writing and blogging over the past few months. The truth is, I’ve had Covid-19 + a flurry of long-term symptoms that have kept me […]
The Fears I Hold
A year ago it was good Friday, and I wrote a small poem in the dimly lit sanctuary of the Anchor Fellowship in downtown Nashville. I was staring at a picture (below) representing the 13th station of the cross, where Jesus’ body is taken down from the cross. The hands holding the soil of barely-begun-new-life […]