When my husband and I moved to San Jose in 2015, I wasn’t prepared for life in a busier area. We’re on the corner of three very different neighborhoods, have wonderful neighbors, and can get to pretty much anywhere in San Jose quickly. For a sense of peaceful connection with...
“We discover the art of packaging our self. What begins a role we play becomes an identity. Our masks have become our reality; and we have become our lives.” – psychologist David Benner, The Gift of Being Yourself: The Sacred Call to Self-Discovery As we explore the...
Growing up, I had pink wallpaper in my room. But that was the extent of my girliness. I have a picture of me as a three-year old, and I’m wearing a pantsuit. No bows, no dresses, just a simple haircut with blunt bangs and a pantsuit. My heroes growing up were Luke Skywalker...
If you are from an African country or know anything about the cultures, then you might be familiar with this view of relationships and marriage: At a certain age, especially if you are a woman, everyone around you begins to strongly suggest you take steps toward getting married. In that...
Person by person, my generation is passing away. And there are so many of us. Each day, ten thousand members of my generation reach retirement age. Funerals are constant among my peers. It is an easy conversation starter when I approach someone my age and ask about plans for retirement...
“So be strong, act like a man...” - King David to his son Solomon, toward the end of David’s life (1 Kings 2:2, NIV) When I was about ten years old, I asked for my dad’s help in dealing with some challenging kids in the neighborhood. There was no...
The Setting: Bryan is a tall 28 year old man from San Leandro who has battled depression for most of his life. Robert is part of the Disciple Making team of Fairhaven Bible Chapel in San Leandro that David and Betsy Reeve lead. David and Betsy attended The Neighboring Project...
We were in the examination room, and I was trying my hardest to hold it together. My heart was racing; tears were building up. The doctor asked my husband and me if we had any questions. I looked at her and started to cry. I asked, “How many babies have you lost in this...
Advent, these weeks leading to Christmas, with their invitation to enter into longing, is here again. Having appreciated this liturgical season for many years, I’m game. I have a handful of devotional books that usher me into the theme of longing and related practices. I like the...
This past spring, someone on Facebook put out an ask to borrow a video camera. I had a new one sitting in my closet, so I lent it, along with a tripod, microphones, and cables to the person in need. After awhile, I asked about the equipment, and the person said it was still being used...