“What is wrong with me?” I whisper to myself. “Why can’t I be more charming, more energetic, more outgoing? Why am I the way that I am?”

What is Anabaptism, if not dressed in Mennonite, Amish, or Hutterite clothing? Is there a place for Anabaptism in a ‘post-Christian’ world?

This God was different than the one I knew.

This God was wild, free-spirited, and unchecked by human rules. As the people of Sierra Leone danced, I realized that my box of Western Christianity could not contain this God. It was as if I was seeing an entirely different face of God, like a multifaceted die…

Today I want to talk about how I almost lost my life and how that has also forever altered the trajectory of my path.

I was seventeen when I moved 1200 km away from home to begin university life…