Bird on a Wire


Slack and Pull (this is the about page).

I am a hereditary napper.

My mom is from Arkansas and my dad is from Cuba. I guess that means I am really from the South.

I come from kite-flyers, readers, and sweet coffee-drinkers.

I married well, to a merciful man with a long and easy laugh.

Leonard Cohen writes, “Like a bird on a wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free, Like a fish on a hook, Like a knight from an old fashioned book, I have saved all my ribbons for thee”   To put it simply,  it is the grace of God that has put me in Charlottesville, surrounded by fellow travelers- students, theologians, practitioners of the gospel.   In responding to God’s call to love justly and walk humbly, a call whose dynamism feeds on God’s mercy, not our merit, I have found myself confessing to God using Cohen’s lyrics, as one who cannot untangle herself, as one who cannot untangle others.  This is what I see as I watch God liberate His people.


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