A while ago my therapist told me that my voice has been silenced for too long and that I have some things to say. And she’s right. I definitely have some things to say. I have had to wrestle through the notion that my voice either isn’t relevant or isn’t right, whatever that means . . .

As I find myself tossed between the extremes of chaos and boredom in mid-life, I am drawn further and deeper into the conviction that nobody needs a podium or position for their life to speak. I'm weary of the status quo of simply checking off a box by listening to a sermon. It just doesn’t cut it as I wrestle with and celebrate the complexity of my own humanity. It just doesn’t cut it for all of humanity that is designed for community and relationship. It seems that creation is groaning for something more personal and meaningful, for purpose and peace. It is this stirring in me that has led me to seek to live "Life as Pulpit" and invite others to join in.