I am Gomer
I used to think that I had nothing in common with a prostitute working the corner of some run down urban real estate. I felt no connection to her reality […]
I used to think that I had nothing in common with a prostitute working the corner of some run down urban real estate. I felt no connection to her reality […]
If you had a chance to listen to Judy Peterson’s talk that I posted on Tuesday then you will know what I mean when I say I am disturbed. God […]
A great cloud of witnesses gathered in San Diego last week and I was one of the 800+ women. I spent four days with women who are pressing in to […]
#IDIB is a messy adventure. I never really know what I’m going to get. The only guarantee is this: I will trigger to shame somewhere along the road. Why? Because […]
Last week I was caught in a political crossfire, of sorts. You know… the kind that happens at all of our places of employment. One of the hairs of the […]
The father of lies would have me interpret my wounds as evidence of damaged goods, beyond repair, hopeless, destroyed beauty, marred beyond recognition. And I will confess that I wrestle […]