One of my friends recently pointed me toward a review of Act Normal. It has one of my favorite observations. The author, Kristy Burmeister, was brutally honest, even when it meant she looked like shit….
Posts tagged Complementarian
Christian Purity Culture Survivors Speak
Last week, I asked a question on social media. For anyone not familiar with purity culture, it’s common within Christian circles. While Christianity has traditionally promoted chastity (as it should), purity culture placed the emphasis…
9 Things I’ve Learned About My Book
We’re three weeks past the launch date for Act Normal. The initial jolt from the launch is over, and it should be pretty steady going forward. I figured this would be a good time to review,…
Mandatory Year-end Blog Post 2017
Well, hot dang, y’all. I finished my memoir this year. It’ll be available in January 2018. I actually started working on it during Lent of 2015, so I’ve been working on this for over…
Domestic Violence Isn’t the Victim’s Problem. It’s OUR Problem.
I don’t think I need to explain how horrified I was Sunday when I heard about the shooting in Sutherland Springs, Texas. But I’m not just horrified. I’m angry too. We know there’s a link…
Why Did I Write a Memoir?
Before I get into this, I want to congratulate Tanya Marlow. Her new book, Those Who Wait: Finding God in Disappointment, Doubt and Delay, launched today. So I bet you can guess what I’ll be reading…
This Post is Definitely, Absolutely, Positively Not About Mike Pence
I don’t normally jump on the latest topic that’s flying around on social media. And I’m not going to jump on Mike Pence. (I mean. I’m a pacifist. Jumping on people is frowned upon.) What…
I’m Just Getting Warmed Up
One of my cousins posted this Medium article today. I’m not exactly crying, and the language goes a little further than I would sometimes, but yeah. A lot of women are feeling this right now….
Murderous Theology
When I was eighteen years old, I broke the law and was condemned to a violent death. I would burn for my sin. I didn’t live in some far off country where honor killings are…
When I Was a Thing
MINE One word, scribbled across the picture of a bride he’d ripped out of a magazine. It was one of many “presents” he’d been leaving me. A pair of stolen underwear, generously returned to me…