Two years ago I had the privilege to join a group of Morgantown, WV area women on a bus trip to Washington DC for the first Women's March. I went, not really knowing what to expect. I knew the numbers of those intending to come were exceeding the initial estimation. I knew that there was... Continue Reading →
Zanah. Maybe that word doesn't mean much of anything to you, and why should it? It's Hebrew. It's old. And if you are anything like me, you don't really have much of a reason to look up old Hebrew words. But as I sat down to do my Bible study for today, I found myself... Continue Reading →
Several conversations lately have left me staggering to make sense out of how we assign blame to people who are suffering. The first came as we were discussing the plight of minimum wage workers and the current debate about raising the federal minimum wage. In the midst of the conversation the subject of the woman... Continue Reading →
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