Eshet Chayil

I began to write this poem after watching the funeral of Rachel Held Evans. I listened to her friends and family describe her as a woman who always asked the hard questions, always loved, always gave of herself when she could. I couldn't stop thinking to myself, "They are talking about a woman who was … Continue reading Eshet Chayil

Because Of Rachel Held Evans

I've been trying to put into words all that Rachel Held Evans meant to me. That's a hard thing to do. She was extremely instrumental in reshaping my own faith after I'd begun to deconstruct. So much of my life over the last 5 years has been trying to make sense of a faith that … Continue reading Because Of Rachel Held Evans