Democracy is collapsing, but let’s imagine how the church could change that
I was in another Zoom meeting with my friend, another Catholic sister who is a professor on a…
Lament and hope go hand in hand
“Say her name!” I yelled, and the crowds roared back: “Breonna Taylor!” After days of protests of the…
The body bags of pandemics and wars
Sheltering in place during the coronavirus pandemic, I’m tucked away into my bedroom, where my time is defined…
At a table with other sinners, the Eucharist unites
The first person who taught me eucharistic theology was my Lutheran grandmother. Although I have no memories of…
The sacred tension of solitude
My week alone is coming to an end. I’ve been in hermit mode, making a retreat in a…
Praying with the power of paradox
I am on the shore of the Mississippi River. I can’t see into the water in this light.…
Call for creative communion
I nearly skipped the liturgy. I almost didn’t head out into the cold night. After two full…
Groaning and gratitude
I am wide-awake in a dark hospital room. I survived a gruesome hiking accident that left me bloody…
Made to make God more present
I am in a dim hospital room, standing at the foot of the bed, a small video camera…
Locked up in different prisons
The heavy metal door bangs behind me, the electric buzz locks the bolt in place. After a pause,…
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