A Love Letter to Teachers
Dearest Compadres, This is a love letter to the easily overlooked, overworked, and over-it: teachers. Your work matters. And we love you for it. Teachers, you arrive early and stay late and you know...
View ArticleA Love Letter to the Woods
Today I got a little bit lost in the woods with some dear friends who laugh together so well. We pointed out beauty to each other, wondered aloud at the magnificence of the rock faces and the slowly...
View ArticleTo Those of Much Faith
Dear Faithful Ones, First of all, I love you. I love you because your faith has made me well, because you consistently and constantly point me back to our Good God. I don’t always understand you. I...
View ArticleGuac is Extra: A Love Letter
(For those who are not a part of my real life, you may not know that my cat’s name is Guacamole. This is a love letter to him, not to the delicious green dip that certainly deserves its own love...
View ArticleA Love Letter to The Next Thing
Sometimes all you can do is the next thing. When it’s terrible and exhausting and you don’t know where you’re going or what to do, all you can do is the next thing. Get out of bed. Brush your teeth....
View ArticleA Love Letter to the Light-Bearers
Dear Light-Bearers, I love you. A few weeks ago I wrote what could have been a love letter to those in the deep darkness, and I told them all about you. About how you’ll willingly leave the light and...
View ArticleA Love Letter to My Body
Hey there old friend, We’ve been through a lot together, you and I. Pretty much everything, really. I haven’t always loved you well, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry for not exercising enough or eating well,...
View ArticleBe Careful, Viking Nacho: A Love Letter to My Roomie
With our friend Arno. Obviously. Dearest Roomie, It’s your birthday! You’ve reached the big milestone of not being able to use your parent’s health insurance anymore- congratulations! As a celebration...
View ArticleA Love Letter to the Missed Days
It’s no secret that I’ve missed a few days. I’ve written 19 love letters so far, by my count, which is a lot more love than I usually write in a month. But that puts me nine days behind, a failure at...
View ArticleChurch Signs and Sucker Punches
I passed a little church not far from my apartment the other day. I didn’t register the name of the church or the denomination. I don’t think I know anyone who attends and I don’t know anything about...
View ArticleAdvent and Getting Lost
When I was little, my church used to have family retreats in upstate New York at a tired little camp in the middle of the winter. My family would go every year and sing in the talent show, spend a few...
View ArticleLight.
It’s a new year, and things have been strangely quiet around here so far. I’ve discovered that while I love to write about the beauty in the brokenness and finding joy in waiting, I don’t know yet...
View ArticleSorry, I Mean Thank You
If you’ve spent any amount of time with me in person, you’ve probably noticed I apologize a lot. I say, “Sorry?” to my students when they don’t speak up. I apologize for asking to leave early or...
View ArticleWe’re Not Listening to the Story
I co-teach Sunday school to the four year olds at my church and it is consistently one of the highlights of my week. These little ones are so precious and generous with their love and I have loved...
View ArticleGood Gifts and Tight Fists
It has been a really great year, but it has been not so good of a week, and it is only Tuesday. Yesterday, I rear ended another car on my way home from work, less than a mile from my apartment. Then...
View ArticleThe Prayer of Joseph of Arimathea
I meant to post this small prayer on Saturday while we all waited for Easter, but here we are three days later and I’m just now getting around to it, which feels about right for a post like this. I...
View ArticleJesus, Immigrants, and The Great Wall of Mexico
We were about halfway through Green Eggs and Ham, laboriously sounding out the words, identifying the vocabulary, looking at the pictures. The girls I sat with focused hard and leaned close to their...
View ArticlePraying Namaste in Church
Someone once asked me if I believe that God still speaks to us in words, out loud, like it seems like he must have done in Biblical times. I said I thought he mostly used his People, full of his...
View ArticleHere, I’ll Show You
“Hi, my name is Rachel and I’m so glad you reached out tonight. Would you mind sharing your name?” I spend at least four hours of my week typing those exact words over and over, responding to text...
View ArticleFor When You Don’t Know Why
Today I told the story of Moses and the bronze serpent on a stick to my Sunday school class. They’re four, so we started off class by slithering on our stomachs and hissing for 30 seconds and ended...
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