Mostly, I’m just another twenty-something trying to figure this life stuff out. And I consider this blog to be the receptacle that catches my thoughts as they vomit somewhat unfiltered out of my brain.
I am a nerdy grad student who loves the smell of old books and early mornings in the library.
I am an artist wanabee, Jesus-feminist, a liberal to the conservative and conservative to the liberal, guilty social justice groupie, and a recovering Bible know-it-all with the unreal ability to put my foot in my mouth an astonishing number of times each day.
I’m a pinterest-aholic, drink far too much coffee, and might have an addiction to thrift stores.
I am a sister to eight of the most hysterical creatures in the history of ever.
I am a sister to eight of the most hysterical creatures in the history of ever.
Good theology, used book stores, and autumn make me giddy.
I preach passionately, think deeply, and ask too many questions.
I write prayers, poetry and prose.
I write about preaching bad and good, gender roles in the Church, the sacraments, stupid things we do on Sunday, politics, and almost everything else that you are not supposed to discuss in polite company.
And this is where I write my story.
Welcome.
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