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  • I Didn’t Have High Hopes

    I wasn’t imagining that an apostolic exhortation would instantly permit women to be ordained deacons in the Roman Catholic Church. I trust the diaconate for women will unfold in millimeters, but the remote possibility of it in fact happening in my… Continue reading

    I Didn’t Have High Hopes
  • Gestational Hospitality: Review of Margaret D. Kamitsuka’s Abortion and the Christian Tradition

    “A simplistic pro-choice feminist assertion that the fetus is not a person and therefore has little to no value until birth or near birth is as phenomenologically and culturally myopic as a pro-life Christian assertion that a conceptus is an… Continue reading

    Gestational Hospitality: Review of Margaret D. Kamitsuka’s Abortion and the Christian Tradition
  • Where Was Philosophia at the AAR Annual Meeting?

    One of the things that I really appreciated about the sessions that I chose to attend at the AAR was the prevalence of women’s voices, but I was equally disturbed to hear about the shutting down of women’s voices occurring… Continue reading

    Where Was Philosophia at the AAR Annual Meeting?
  • Standing in the Pulpit on Christmas Eve

    I preached Christmas Eve with a speck of white plaster from our nearly renovated sacristy on the left shoulder of my lovely black dress. The whole time. Which feels perfect for a working, studying, chaplain-interning mother and spouse. The church… Continue reading

    Standing in the Pulpit on Christmas Eve
  • Celebrating Mary this Christmas

    When I encounter a nativity scene on someone’s front lawn, in a church, or on a Christmas card, I am often drawn to Mary. We know so little about her, and yet she has been used in so many ways.… Continue reading

    Celebrating Mary this Christmas
  • Sacred Memory: Remember, Remember

    My last surviving grandparent — my paternal grandmother — passed away in November. Nanay (1) was 94 years old, the mother of 11 children, grandmother to countless grandchildren. After living in the United States for 30+ years, she was laid… Continue reading

    Sacred Memory: Remember, Remember
  • The Light I am Waiting For

    I was a teenager the first time I experienced the meaning of advent. My meaning-making didn’t happen at church but at home as I hid in my room, away from my family, from their fighting and screaming. I was angry—I… Continue reading

    The Light I am Waiting For
  • The darkness shall not overcome it.

    Yesterday was Gaudete Sunday, traditionally a joyful interruption in the midst of an advent season otherwise characterized by somber waiting and postures of penance. Being at a non-lectionary church, we read and our pastor preached on John 1. The light… Continue reading

    The darkness shall not overcome it.
  • Toward an Agnostic-Humanistic Theology of Pastoral Care

    I do not experience belief in God at present, and I have not for several years, though I continue to value others’ experiences of God, including the experiences of my past selves. What I value most now, after God, is… Continue reading

    Toward an Agnostic-Humanistic Theology of Pastoral Care