I was in third grade, nestled next to my family in some discount theater in Salem, Massachusetts. The seats had a sheen where greasy popcorn hands had been wiped on the burgundy upholstery. In the town where women were burned, crushed, and hung, I saw love being made in the back of a foggy model […]
This spring, I took a job in a new church context. There is something so unique and exhausting about the first couple of months of a new job, trying to memorize names, make connections, and meet expectations which may or may not be spelled out. One major aspect of any new job is listening: getting […]
“Would you ever consider doing something like this?” I asked. I was sitting with my friend Jeff in the balcony seats of the Wilbur Theater in Boston. “Nooo!” he replied. “Do you think Hannah would?” I asked. “Nope,” he said. “What about Luke?” “No way,” I answered. It was intermission at a Mainstage production of […]
It was a standard day at Clover Bottom Developmental Center, a state-run institution for developmentally disabled adults. I was a few months into my pastoral internship at Studio 1, an art studio which encourages the adults to create visual art as a form of pastoral care. Nancy arrived at 10am as they always do on […]
