Stories Never Die

The photo above on this blog post is a screen catch from a CNN post where "an unidentified woman was captured on video navigating through wildfire flames toward firefighters in Orange County, California.” The unnamed woman symbolizes a story. Whether her life story is grand or mundane does not matter. The point is her story... Continue Reading →

My Disabled Self, Part 1

I spent a good part of 2021-22 attending to the subject of disability theology while processing my life-long experience with my older developmentally-delayed sister who has lived with cerebral palsy from birth. Together we sorted through past memories to compile a short book for her to share with others. Many of those stories are available... Continue Reading →

Our Weeping God.

Jesus Wept My nickname as a child was brenda-bawl-baby-nuss. My middle name is Jo, but bawl-baby prevailed. Often when caught in a crying-fit, usually at the dinner table, my dad would sing out: "Bawl-baby, Brenda. Bawl-baby, Brenda." Perhaps this was a father's misguided attempt to humor me into a state of calmness. It never worked.... Continue Reading →

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