In Memoriam: Rex Hammock

It just doesn’t seem real. One of my first mentors, my longest boss, and a friend, Rex Hammock, died this week. I went to work for Rex in 1994, my second “real job” after college. Hammock Publishing found me by a series of coincidences that...

A New Day in the United Methodist Church

It’s really funny — for several years, I haven’t blogged regularly. I still write a lot about issues I care about, but I tend to do it on Facebook, where I have a lot of friends who like talking about these issues too. I have been meaning to copy...

The fury of asking for love

I’ve been a member of the United Methodist Church my whole life. I’ve been angry at the church since I was in high school. That doesn’t sound terribly healthy, and I assure you there’s more to it than that. I’ve gotten a lot of good out...

Living in My America

The morning after the 2016 presidential election, my children were distraught. My two girls the most—they had been so excited to see a woman elected to the most powerful position in the world. They both knew, to differing degrees depending on their ages, that the...