Unravelling Religion and the Poisonwood Bible

I have just finished the remarkable story of The Posionwood Bible, by Barbara Kingsolver. Reading the last few lines and then setting the book down is hard to do after finding so much of my own history resonating within the voices of the four female narrators in the book. The journeys of these women can be…

A grey day

It’s grey today in Boulder. It’s very unusual for the sun to not be shining. But today it feels appropriate. My mood, my demeanor, I am grey today. The sky and I are mutually mourning the loss of a piece of sun disappearing from the earth. Her name is… was… Simone. She lived only 43…

Mourning

I imagined that I would arrive in the U.S. and mourn the loss of leaving South Africa. But as it turns out my mourning is of a completely different type. While I do miss South Africa, a deeper pain has been gnawing at my heart. It is the pain of burying a loved one you’ve known for…