The Young Clergy Women Project
A network of the youngest ordained clergy women.
Editor’s Note: Submissions are welcomed and should be sent to alongtheway(dot)ycw(at)gmail(dot)com. As the tears rolled down my face, Abby whispered, “The last piece, dear Katelyn, is learning to love yourself as God loves you.” My tears were a mix of relief, thanks and fear at saying “yes” to my first ministerial position. The tears came [...]
Editor’s Note: Rev. Brown preached this sermon at Seneca Presbyterian Church in Seneca, SC on January 1, 2012. Text: Genesis 17:1-7 and Galatians 3:26-29; 4:4-7. The Christmas tree is down, the decorations stored away and family members have returned to their own homes. At least in theory we have accomplished this “putting away” of Christmas. [...]
Editor’s Note: This sermon is from First Christian Church’s Lent 2011 sermon series. We have been working our way through the senses this Lenten season. Two weeks ago, we began with taste. Jesus was tempted to turn stones into bread. He was so hungry he could almost taste it. Last week, we met Nicodemus in the [...]
Last week I reached a milestone. I paid off my car. It took me 5 years to do it, and I found, as I saw the last bill with $0.00 after the words “Balance Due,” that it was a bittersweet moment. I’m not one of those people who has a relationship with my car. [...]
I’ve been thinking about home a lot. By “home” I mean the concept of home. You see, I just moved from Tennessee to Washington. My husband and I recently set up the apartment and we placed decorative letters spelling the word “home” on a shelf. Most of our things remained in boxes, the walls were [...]
I couldn’t tell you when I first started thinking of myself as a feminist. It’s almost like asking me when I became a Christian — I was brought up this way. In elementary school, I came home from the school library with junior biographies about Marie Curie and Betty Friedan and, no joke, Dr. Ruth. [...]
When I was in seminary, a member of my home church (you know those church ladies; they raised you, fed you, shuttled you around on youth trips, sent you graduation money, told you your “special music” was wonderful when really it probably wasn’t—anyway, one of those) jokingly accused me of becoming a minister primarily so [...]