“We’re not a poor city, we’re a cheap city,” Tishaura Jones, our new mayor, has said repeatedly on the campaign trail. St. Louis is rife with examples of people choosing the cheap option, deferring maintenance while buildings crumble and people leave. …

This post is to demand the politicians and organizations who demanded delays for the St. Louis Board of Education’s vote on school closure provide plans and resources to make up for the financial resources the district is lacking. Here is a sample letter (well, make it your own/tailor it to…

Dear Mayor Krewson, I’m sorry to have to write you again, but I’m appalled by Judge Jimmie Edward’s comments on St. Louis On the Air regarding the gun deaths of our teenagers this summer. This man has no business being in public safety. Please fire him and choose someone who…

I mean, my children are not adults yet so who knows what the actual outcome will be but this is what we do: We baptized them to formally announce that they are part of the household of faith, both to ourselves and to others. I don’t know where to start…

“Her life is ruined forever.” This kind of catastrophic language is often used to describe the fate of those who have experienced sexual assault or abuse. We should stop. We can acknowledge the gravity and harm of sexual assault without priming everyone, including victims, to view it as life-ending. …

How the Church can Prepare for Mother’s Day Mother’s Day is over. I had a Dairy Queen dip cone, and it was delicious. (Also lots of hugs and Mexican food for lunch, which is one of my favorites.) And I called my mom. And now I’m hugging a soft unicorn…

“Thank you for your prayers over our families and holding us in our pain. We are extremely grateful for your kindness and generosity. Ruthie is now out of the ICU and healing, by all accounts it is a miracle our second child is unharmed. Please continue to pray for the…

[Here is a link to the beginning of the text to which I refer.] Sometimes I don’t think I can be like Jesus. I’m too old, too tired, too grouchy. I know he’s our aspirational model of sanctification (as well as our justification), but sometimes, when I haven’t slept well…

I wrote this in the summer time. But reading Michael Wear’s piece in the Atlantic made me think maybe it was time to publish it. I grew up Republican in Mississippi, and though I’m not either anymore, I’m still learning the new contexts I’ve grown into. I kinda feel like…