Today I watched the video of the most recent Sunday service at my old church, in which the senior pastor begins by discussing the massacre of LGBT clubgoers in Orlando. I wrote a long series of tweets about this, but I have more to add, and I want to collect my thoughts into something more coherent. I… Read More Always Them, Never Us: Parsing the Evangelical Response to Pulse
Hello, fair readers! Don’t be alarmed; I’m still thoroughly neglecting my website in favor of grad school. (Two years down, one to go!) This isn’t a real blog post; it’s a paper I wrote for my Feminist Theory class this semester, taken as credit toward a graduate certificate in Women’s Studies that I’m doing alongside… Read More A Brief Interruption of My Long Silence to Post an Academic Paper about Anti-Trans Bathroom Legislation
Dr. R. Albert Mohler, Jr., President of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary and professional dehumanizer of LGBTQ people, does not approve of my parenting. That’s not hyperbole — Albert Mohler is so concerned about Target’s removal of gender signs in their toy and bedding departments that he took to his podcast yesterday morning to criticize me,… Read More It’s not a mothering problem, Albert Mohler.
Before I get too bogged down in TargetGate news — I’m on SheLoves Magazine this month talking about quitting as a spiritual practice: Quitting dieting was the first step, the hardest. After that it got easier, faster, the rush of it. It was the gateway drug to a lifestyle of quitting. Before I quit, dieting… Read More Local Mom 2: Electric Boogaloo
It has been a very weird couple of weeks, dear Internet. Earlier this month I tweeted a photo of an aisle sign I saw at Target. It got retweeted a few hundred times, an online news site caught wind and interviewed me for an article, and from there it bounced to TV news. A lot… Read More Local Mom’s One Weird Trick for Fleeting Internet Fame
I’ve been wearing her face my entire life. Even before she died, people used to tell me: “Oh, you look so much like your mom!” I’ve never been quite sure what my response is supposed to be: Thank you? Once she died it became my job to wear her face around, to perpetuate my… Read More Elsewhere: Her Face
This week I’m writing alongside some amazing women about our faiths, our feminisms, and the ways that they inform and shape each other. Here is my contribution: —– Earlier this spring I was chatting with my sons about the classes I was taking that semester. “What’s ‘Women in Film’?” one asked. I explained that examining… Read More #FaithFeminisms: Mamas, Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to be “Allies”
Last night I wrote and wrote because I was angry. This morning I woke up, and I packed the kids off to school and got a shower and drank some coffee, and I am still angry. Listen. My relationship with both evangelicalism and my old church is like a relationship with an ex who shares… Read More The morning after
This is the blog post you write because you’re angry. This is the blog post you write because you’re angry at men. And you’re angry at evangelicalism. And especially you’re angry at white, American, evangelical men. You’re angry because today, two days after they announced plans to begin hiring gay, lesbian, and bisexual people (I… Read More Mostly I am yelling.
There’s a collision that happens in my heart at Advent, this year more than ever. There’s the never-ending semester cycle when the busyness of the cerebral world of my classes crescendos hard into sforzando, there’s navigating the push-pull of family holidays, there’s food upon food — the pendulum-swing from ordering pizza too often because there… Read More O Holy Flesh