What I’ll Tell My Daughter About Why I Didn’t March

I didn’t march yesterday. Our government shut down and I stayed home in my pajamas merely contemplating the state of the world rather than taking to the streets. There wasn’t actually a march in my area this year. There may have been one last year but I lived elsewhere then. I wasn’t even in thatContinue reading “What I’ll Tell My Daughter About Why I Didn’t March”

My Sexual Assault is More Than Locker Room Banter

Trigger Warning: The content of this post may be triggering for people who have experienced sexual assault. I was in college. I was drunker than I should have been—much drunker—and I was flirting with a boy. We kissed sloppily. One thing led to another and I left the bar with him. We went back toContinue reading “My Sexual Assault is More Than Locker Room Banter”

Until Sunday

Last month, when this video appeared on Facebook, I was amused. I laughed out loud but it didn’t feel like my story. Not anymore. There was a time in my ministry when I heard these comments said every single day. There was a time when I felt like I needed to fight for the rightsContinue reading “Until Sunday”