Like ships in the nightYou keep passing me byWe’re just wasting timeTrying to prove who’s rightAnd if it all goes crashing into the seaIf it’s just you and meTrying to find the light.- Mat Kearney, Ships in the Night So much religious noise, all around me… “No, Eleanor, you have to receive the Holy GhostContinueContinue reading “God agrees with ME! | How we recreate God in our own image”
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Expressing myself after fundamentalism and legalism
Last Sunday, I introduced my friend Cynthia B. to my favorite movie during my teen years, The Apple Dumpling Gang (1975), said to be the highest grossing Disney movie of the 70s. It’s slapstick comedy, but has complex characters. I’ve always admired Dusty, the stage driver. She’s the stabilizing influence for most of the town. When three orphansContinueContinue reading “Expressing myself after fundamentalism and legalism”
Missing the mark: Exploring the meaning of ‘sin’ beyond fundamentalism
I cry, Father, Father, forgive meYou say, Child, I already have.- Joy Williams, Beautiful Redemption I pulled back on the bowstring, my arm trembling to hold it taut. My friend Ashley gave me pointers from the other side of the archery pit. “Pull your finger back before you release so the arrow doesn’t catch.” “AimContinueContinue reading “Missing the mark: Exploring the meaning of ‘sin’ beyond fundamentalism”
‘You’re not a victim because.’ | Unpacking the responses to exposing abuse in the Jeub family
Content note: victim-blaming Observing the backlash against my friend Cynthia Jeub’s blog series on family abuse has been quite informative for my journalistic aspirations. (Cynthia Jeub is now known as Artemis Stardust.) Cynthia and I worked at the campus newspaper as editors for two years, and we share a passion for investigative reporting. Together, we advocatedContinueContinue reading “‘You’re not a victim because.’ | Unpacking the responses to exposing abuse in the Jeub family”
The Lighthouse Girl
There was once was a little girl, raised in the Village. The Village was a utopia, walled off for protection and insulated from the world. Even the families in the girl’s section of the Village did not see each other very often, but lived peaceably, like hermits, in accordance with the Code. When the girlContinueContinue reading “The Lighthouse Girl”
Eleanor Skelton 