The title of this blog comes from Anne Sexton’s wonderful poem of faith and love “Small Wire,” which borrows in turn from Wordsworth: “Love and a cough cannot be concealed.”
I wish I had more philosophical reasons for selecting it — with friends and colleagues I proposed roughly 700,000 rejected blog names — but I ended up settling on it for three reasons.
1) I believe that truth will, eventually, be told. Love is the truest truth there is, of course, and I hope in all my writing, about family and religion and God and sex and relationships and politics and culture, that Love will be manifest, that truth will be told.
2) I coughed a lot as a kid. Every winter for roughly twenty years I had case after case of bronchitis, pneumonia, asthma, what have you. If I learned one thing, it’s that a cough will be coughed.
3) I love the last lines of Sexton’s poem so very much:
[God] will enter your hands
as easily as ten cents used to
bring forth a Coke.
I’m a pastor, a mom, a wife, a writer, a preacher’s kid…
I studied at Boston University and the University of Chicago, was ordained a United Methodist, and now serve in a congregation of the United Church of Christ. My views are, of course, my own.
I’m glad you’re here, and grateful for whatever conversation arises on these pages.