Regina S writes, “That’s when I want the earth to swallow me up. Not because I’m embarrassed or ashamed but because I just don’t like being stared at.”
Being an Anabaptist woman, while fulfilling, presents certain challenges: such as where to buy good fabric and what to do with your long hair.
The other day, I sat in a small white room, waiting. After a while, a nurse walked in. I knew she was a nurse because she was dressed like one and because they had said she would come.
We-the-people are the ones who connect to them, or not. What would it look like if every child in your church had a personal connection to every adult?
Confession: This almost seems egotistical for a Mennonite to link to. But a friend told me about it in the last month and I was blessed. I think we could probably take a moment to hear what Mr. Taylor had to say–to celebrate what we’re good at without forgetting we don’t have it all– What […]
On Raglan Road of an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might one day rue I saw the danger and I passed Along the enchanted way And I said Let grief be a fallen leaf At the dawning of the day. –Patrick Kavanagh […]
Side notes: First of all, thanks to those of you who shared glimpses from personal experience—I am honored by your honesty. You round out the discussion in ways I cannot. I want you to know that in all I say, I am not trying to pressure anyone into a box. My goal is not to […]
Confession: Sometimes I think that being Mennonite is like being part of a big butte out west. That’s what my husband says. When you look at a butte, you think—Whoa, where’d that growth come from? What subterranean forces heaved it out of the earth? But it didn’t grow at all. At one point the whole […]
I see some of us are still frozen with horror at the idea that anyone would actually love being a Mennonite. Or not love being a Mennonite. I said “sometimes,” alright then? I didn’t mean to sound arrogant, as though Mennonites have a corner on church life. I recently heard Anabaptists described as the “vanguard […]
Confession: Sometimes I love being Mennonite. This is not a popular thing to love nowadays, and I confess I don’t love it always. Sometimes I do. Our congregation has been working for some time on hammering out what we call our “covenant”—our statements of faith and practice. This spring we had four issues at hand: […]