Welcome & TL;DR

UPDATE Everything crashed again, sorry, sorry, etc. We had a SNAFU with servers and switching and WordPress accounts and the fastest way to get this up and running again was to jump the gun on switching Wine & Marble to a domain of my own name, etc. It got complicated, Kiery King is a web … Continue reading Welcome & TL;DR

Privilege and talking about hardship

“I would be just devastated.” It’s a word I’m not allowed to use, I think. You hit a point where too many bad things have happened to you in too short a period of time, and you suddenly have no time to be devastated because you’re pretty busy working until 7pm for someone else’s startup … Continue reading Privilege and talking about hardship

A Confession (a guest post)

Christian fundamentalism and Christian patriarchy hurt men too. I'm sobered and thankful for this guest post by my friend Tim. -h *** I have been avoiding this all day. All week. In one way or another, I've been avoiding this all my life. Some of you may think you know me, but you don't, not … Continue reading A Confession (a guest post)

“Follow your heart”

In which I will probably sound a lot like Lauren Dubinsky, who is usually right about this stuff. The credits were rolling on the Disney princess movie. I was in a swoony-moony eight-year-old's post-Disney euphoria, soaking up the soundtrack swelling as I leaned back on my elbows on the living room carpet. I don't remember … Continue reading “Follow your heart”

Growing up backwards

Two weeks ago, I was walking along the water in Hallandale Beach, FL, talking with my childhood best friend, Jori. We were comparing notes on our childhoods -- an uncanny thing if you're like me and negative memories get locked up in the subconscious. Both of our families were large, creative, unruly homeschoolers, loving to … Continue reading Growing up backwards

Ash Wednesday from a bad Anglican

I overslept this morning. I'd set an alarm for 5:15 am so I could make the 7am Ash Wednesday service at my church in the city. But I woke up at my usual time instead. Sometimes waking up is the hardest thing for me, especially when my day-to-day life is in upheaval and so much … Continue reading Ash Wednesday from a bad Anglican

Displaced

I've avoided saying these words to myself for a long time, but it's really the most accurate description: When I was 12, my family moved from California to the east coast to join a cult. I haven't felt at home anywhere since. *** There were other factors, of course. Economy, family ideals for finding a … Continue reading Displaced

When you haven’t been hurt

Sometimes I wonder how I sound to the rest of the evangelical world, to those who weren't subjected to fringe patriarchal teachings from grace-forgetting complementarians, those who never fought the fear that comes with legalism from your pulpit, those who don't have to shake the guilt hangover from their childhood churches or Christian communities. Those … Continue reading When you haven’t been hurt

“It will not return empty”

Worldview textbooks and classes bother me. They were good for addressing my middle school cravings for knowledge and understanding of the outside world and how other cultures and religions understood God or the numinous. But they left me hanging. I have always desired to know more. I was the restless twelve year old who complained … Continue reading “It will not return empty”