Moments for Common Nourishment

Anna Blaedel

After all...who knows?

After all...who knows?

By Elyse Ambrose Joel 2:14a: Who knows whether [God] will not turn and relent, and leave a blessing behind...In my years of intentional relationship-building with God, I humbly confess that there is little I know about God. The “faith” aspect of this journey has been me clinging to hope when I am confounded, and rejoicing in the assurance that come-what-may, I am loved. (This love is the one thing I know about God.) It is this assurance that has sustained me through ecclesial violence, doubts and hopelessness, rejection, self-abnegation, and the everydayness of life.When horrible things happen—like school shootings, for...

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Anna Blaedel

Hope for the Hopeless

Hope for the Hopeless

 By Rev. Anna Blaedel The college students I have the pleasure of working with spend a lot of time grappling with hope. They yearn for it, long for it, savor it, sense a deep and urgent need for it. Many of our campus ministry conversations circle back to our relationship with hope:Is it possible to be hopeful in a world marked so persistently with pain, injustice, oppression, and loss?Even if it’s possible, is it faithful, ethical?Should we give up on hope, entirely?Should we hope for hope even more passionately?These students are wise, and they know how often ‘hope’ masquerades as...

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Anna Blaedel

Five truths to hold in your bones

Five truths to hold in your bones

Draw connections between different systems of oppression. Pay attention to intersections. White people, fight like hell against white supremacy and systemic racism and racialized violence as though y/our own lives depend upon it. Citizens, fight like hell against deportations and anti-immigrant fear as though y/our own lives depend upon it. Cisgender folk, fight like hell against transphobia as though y/our own lives depend upon it. 

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Anna Blaedel

Breaking Funhouse Mirrors: A 2018 Reflection

Breaking Funhouse Mirrors: A 2018 Reflection

Going forward, I must be aware of the prayers my elders prayed over me long before I ever christened the earth with an inaugural cry.

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