Rachel Held Evans, public theologian
She was the C. S. Lewis of her time.
She was the C. S. Lewis of her time.
She lies on a cross. My wife is preparing to give birth to our daughter. It’s our fourth child, her fourth time on the instrument. She does not hang on it. She is lying down, strapped to it, her arms outstretched. Her body is pierced; from her side, intermingled fluids drip and flow, the wounds and substance of a mother’s love. Her body, unable to progress in natural childbirth, is subjected to—she willingly subjects it to—a scalpel. Her hand and back and abdomen are stuck, cut, torn, and sewn back together.
The pastor and mentor to Martin Luther King formed a vision of resistance around prayer, not politics.
The incarnation doesn’t require a miracle; it reveals one that’s already there.