The story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all. ~Frederick Buechner

Posts from the ‘Creative’ category

Dreaming of IKEA

I often have this dream: church as IKEA. A place where I’m wandering around in a state of consumer euphoria. Enchanted by all the clean lines.…

The March

Today was a good day. We marched a funeral march, mourning the loss of lives, a humility march, ashamed of my white privilege, ashamed of the…

The Walk

Through my life the steps that I’ve taken on freshly cut grass so gentle and fragrant soft, green blades pushing up against my feet between my…

When I Remember You

It’s been a while, since you left this earth. It was on a Tuesday and I remember that the sun was shining. When I saw you…

A Good Rule of… Napkins?

My name is Hannah. I’m a Barista . . . and I have a photographic log of napkins. More specifically, photos of napkins that have been crinkled…