
I am Julie and this is my journal of life- a place to find sermons, life events, theological discussion, and reflection on life in general.
It was begun and continues to be a place to record all of this for me, and if you find you can relate, you are invited in.
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The Sermon I Didn’t Preach (content warning: rape)
Read more: The Sermon I Didn’t Preach (content warning: rape)9th Sunday after Pentecost- 2 Samuel 11:1-15 Today is a baptism. And also the readings where yet again people will hear the story of Bathsheba and David and will once more allow a victim to be blamed. I am not afraid to preach a good and hard sermon. But there is also a time and…
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Meet Me in the Desert… God is there.
Read more: Meet Me in the Desert… God is there.It’s been awhile since I have written. With so many voices saying so much, I didn’t think I had much to offer. Imagine comparison of how the desert feels like a barren place compared to a forrest. Yet, the desert is full of life. I realized, just because I am not one of the trees,…
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When language is a weapon…
Read more: When language is a weapon…This morning a doctoral student, Francisco Herrera (@PolyglotEvangel on twitter), whom I deeply respect, shared this image. I will not lie. I responded like a dropped box of dog biscuits. Some of me shattered, some of me hid, some of me was gobbled up, and all of me was a confused spread out mess. The…
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Why Home Matters
Read more: Why Home MattersWe all want to know there is a landing or jumping off point in this chaos we call life.
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Called and Waiting
Read more: Called and WaitingBeing valued by what we do and provide to the world is a colonized and privileged concept. The truth of being valued- just plain valued- is a God-system.
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My body speaks to me on the Virus….
Read more: My body speaks to me on the Virus….My hips ache with weighty, heavy pain. It is as though the leaded cannon fodder of fear and concern of the world, my city, my church, my family, has laid down in them. My lungs yearn to cry. A searing pain with breathe reminds me of the cries of those alone and afraid; the grieving…
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