Writing because I want to is new to me. Aside from some rather angsty poetry from junior high, any writing I’ve done has normally been required. I loved literature in high school, at least I thought I did. When I got to college, I realized I didn’t love it enough to write papers all semester … Continue reading Academic vs. Personal
Pink Banana Bread with Sprinkles
I regularly buy bananas and then we don't eat them. I either save them for smoothies in the freezer or turn them into banana bread. A basic banana bread recipe often has a minimum of seven ingredients with lots of measuring and mixing. In the photo above, you'll see there are just four ingredients and … Continue reading Pink Banana Bread with Sprinkles
“She just hated shoes.”
I didn’t share a name with my children during the painful conversation about Selma, because this name deals with a different aspect of hatred that I’m even less equipped to discuss. Jimmie Lee Jackson and James Reeb were both men. Viola Liuzzo was a woman, and her story is a brutal example of how misogyny … Continue reading “She just hated shoes.”
Subsets of Christianity.
You don’t need to speak overtly about religion in order to get a message across.---- Fred Rogers There have been times as an adult that I’ve watched Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood alone, with no kids, because I needed to feel seen. As a college student, the show bothered me. I felt like Mr. Rogers was talking … Continue reading Subsets of Christianity.
Greyhounds sleep with their eyes open.
My husband left his knitting bag on the couch again, and Bella has taken full liberty to use it as her pillow. As soon as he left for work, she gleefully sniffed it, mouthed the handles a bit, and snuggled right on in. Greyhounds aren't obviously affectionate, but they clearly love their humans.
The longest night, a week from tomorrow.
Romans 8:26 The Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit intercedes for us through wordless groans. I attended my first “blue Christmas” service a couple of years back. I wasn’t a member at our church yet, and I didn’t know what this special … Continue reading The longest night, a week from tomorrow.
Me and James Reeb.
There were many people who seemed to feel that once we'd had the march on Washington and once we had the civil rights bill, things were just inevitably going to be easier, that somehow we'd done it. And I can say to you only that I think that this is the most dangerous kind of … Continue reading Me and James Reeb.
Living in the Gray.
Warning: This post addresses suicide and self-harm. Not so long ago, I expressed concern about the string of heartbeat bills popping up to another Christian, and their response surprised me. They told me any bill related to access to reproductive health wouldn’t matter to me, because I was married and I wouldn’t be trying to … Continue reading Living in the Gray.
What do you do for a living?
Throughout my life, I’ve held many jobs. I’ve been an assistant manager, a receptionist, restaurant server, daycare teacher, public school teacher, college instructor, tutor, program coordinator, personal aide, babysitter, and probably some others I’ve forgotten. Each job was important. They all had worth and merit, at least to me they did. It was to others … Continue reading What do you do for a living?
The power chart.
There are times as a mom when I desperately hope the words I say are the right ones. Last night was hard, and I’ll probably replay my answers for days to come. In a momentary lapse in judgment, I didn’t close my laptop as I was writing when my son sat down beside me. Caught … Continue reading The power chart.
Beka Tucker 