March 2012

I kicked my dresser because I was angry. Now my foot is swollen and I’m exhausted from crying. I should be humiliated to admit that.  I can’t remember the last time I lost it like that. 9th grade maybe? It’s because I couldn’t find my footies. That shouldn’t make anyone mad.  But I was mad…. Read more »

Remember the Byrds’ hit?  “Turn, Turn, Turn!”  The lyrics go like this: To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to plant,… Read more »

Last year I blogged about the justice conference, this year I went. It seemed almost painful to be missing out last year, as I felt steeped in the work of justice, really I was only beginning to learn the concepts behind what it means to live justly. God’s justice, not ours, not our societies, not… Read more »

Beside a few clips of Portlandia, and my general knowledge of the North West, I knew little of what Portland would be like. After almost a full week of exploring the downtown and neighborhoods of Portland, I was feeling nostalgic of Madison, WI, where I spent my middle and high school years. Portland and its… Read more »