Sacred Alliance
Dancing Insecurities

The church service ended and I rushed to the parking lot in a desperate quest to reach the safety of solitude before I burst. Once home, I watched my favorite comfort movie (You’ve Got Mail), took a self-pity power nap, anger-baked two dozen strawberry basil cupcakes, wept until my nasal cavity buzzed from the strain, wrapped a quilt around myself when I couldn’t find my coat and walked around the block in the crisp November air, and finally emailed a friend to confess I was feeling a bit “topsy-turvy.”

Dancing Insecurities
Sacred Alliance
I Was Not Like Christ, At All

My father died in 1994.  The day of his funeral was significant for me.  Not because of my loss, but because that was the day my sisters confronted the remaining men in our family, my two brothers and me.  We had gathered for a meal after the service and social time with friends and extended family.  When the meal was finished and the second cups of coffee were poured, the brothers got up from the table and began to make our way to the living room as the men usually did after a family meal.

I Was Not Like Christ, At All
Sacred Alliance
Your Inner Judith

My sisters, not my blood sisters (I don't have any of those), but my soul sisters and I visited an art museum together last spring. When I'm around these two beautiful women, I feel heard. I feel known. There is no pretense and no anxiety. These two women possess the kind of deep soul beauty that comes from years of belonging to Christ.

Your Inner Judith

#MeToo

The Dream of You - Part II

The Dream of You - Part II

This week on the Story Collective our conversation with Jo Saxton, author of The Dream of You: Let Go of Broken Identities and Live the Life You Were Made For, continues as Jo shares her thoughts on life as a black woman, the #MeToo movement, and how men and women can intentionally move the conversation about women in the church forward.