When, How, and Why to Baptize Mormons

This piece was originally published in the Fall 2018 issue of Lutheran Forum, an independent Lutheran journal. See the piece on their website or download a PDF. Also included is the baptismal sermon by my friend and professor at Luther Seminary, Kathryn Schifferdecker, who baptized me. It describes my discernment process and the theological considerations that... Continue Reading →

The Veil

NOTE: This post contains explicit discussion of Mormon temple ceremonies before their recent change on January 2, 2019. If discussion of the temple, including a description of its rituals, troubles you, I suggest skipping this one. I wrote this as part of a lengthy exploration of Christology I undertook for an independent study course in... Continue Reading →

A Different Kind of Hope

I wrote this reflection for the December edition of the Luther Seminary newsletter. With a few changes, I thought I’d share it here. It’s been a season of waiting, watching, hoping. And then, in just a few days, the Christ Child will come. There will be feasts and gifts, trumpets and cymbals, visits and noise.... Continue Reading →

What Is a Prophet?

It's General Conference weekend, which for many of my marginal Mormon and post-Mormon friends brings up trauma, anxiety, and pain. I'm so sorry for that. Please take care of yourselves. Gather support around you; eat something delicious; take a walk; take a bath; do what you need to do. If it helps, give yourself permission... Continue Reading →

How to Pray in Times of Darkness

I have an app that reminds me to pray morning, noon, and night. I love it because it provides both space for my own petitions and written prayers. Growing up Mormon, there was something anathema about writing and reading prayers, but I've discovered that it can be very helpful. Sometimes you don't know what to pray,... Continue Reading →

God, Make Me Brave

Invocation/Benediction Father, Mother, help me piece together the contradictions of my life: White cotton, red satin, brown polka dot; torn Sunday dress, Navajo rug, frayed baby blanket. Make me insistent on every lonely shred, willing to sacrifice no one. Where there is no pattern, God, give me courage to organize a fearsome beauty. Where there... Continue Reading →

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