Sanctified in the Unknowing

A recent Buzzfeed article got me thinking about how the pandemic has really wrecked our sense of time. I think it’s safe to say most everyone who answered the question, “Where do you see yourself in five years?” back in 2015 fell far short of their expectations.  As a Type-A personality with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder,… Continue reading Sanctified in the Unknowing


Trump Jr Preaches A Backward Truth

“We’ve turned the other cheek, and I understand, sort of, the biblical reference—I understand the mentality—but it’s gotten us nothing. Okay? It’s gotten us nothing while we’ve ceded ground in every major institution in our country.” You’d be forgiven for assuming that the above quote, read out of context, is from any one of the… Continue reading Trump Jr Preaches A Backward Truth


Fearing abundance after a season of suffering

This may sound weird, but it’s true: for the longest time, I’ve been afraid of enjoying God’s abundance. Because I feel undeserving when so many people in the world are barely getting by. Because I haven’t been as faithful as I’d like. Because, because, because.  It feels especially weird to praise God for the abundance… Continue reading Fearing abundance after a season of suffering


4 Ways Judaism Influences Me As An Anglican

I converted to Christianity from Reform Judaism in 2008. The distance between childhood and today grows wider, but our roots are some of the strongest influences on the adults we become. The truth is that while my worldview has undergone a radical shift, Jewish culture and theology continue to affect my faith.  These are just… Continue reading 4 Ways Judaism Influences Me As An Anglican


Making Peace With Being Inherently Offensive

It's hard to share the story of why I converted without offending somebody. I know this, I've accepted this, but it still bothers me because no one likes to lose friends. There's just no way to share how I was born Jewish and became a Christian without implying that Judaism just wasn't good enough, or… Continue reading Making Peace With Being Inherently Offensive

Social Issues

When it’s okay (and necessary) to be silent

I used to think that anyone who stayed silent about trending topics simply didn’t care about them. I’d scan Facebook after mass shootings, the killings of unarmed black men, or after Donald Trump said something distasteful, and see who was calling it out. Who was using their platform to pay homage, increase awareness, or correct… Continue reading When it’s okay (and necessary) to be silent

Writing & Publishing

Trolled by God

I learned a valuable lesson this month about being careful what you pray for, because sometimes you actually get it. Lately I’ve been feeling convicted about the amount of time I’ve been spending on social media, and the ways I’ve used it to seek validation as a writer and Christian “influencer” (I feel gross just… Continue reading Trolled by God

Social Issues, Theology

The Handmaid’s Tale and the meaning of justice

Warning: this post contains spoilers for The Handmaid’s Tale season 4 finale. The Hulu series The Handmaid’s Tale didn’t start to resonate with me on a personal level until season 4. For me the show is pure “Things could always be worse” escapist fantasy (yes, I am a weirdo who watches dystopian TV in order… Continue reading The Handmaid’s Tale and the meaning of justice

Social Issues, Theology

Idols rather than fishers

I often joke that maybe I shouldn’t have written a memoir of my faith journey, because now everyone knows me by the theology I had circa 2012. While still holding to core doctrines, I’ve changed my mind on other things I wouldn’t want to be known for now. Many Christians I know are speeding toward… Continue reading Idols rather than fishers


Of rosaries and car accidents

I got my Covid vaccine yesterday, and almost didn’t live to tell about it (or post the obligatory selfie). I’d just gotten off the highway exit for the Walmart pharmacy. The traffic light was green, and I had my own lane to turn right. A semi truck was distantly behind me, and I sped up… Continue reading Of rosaries and car accidents