Kimchi Jar Baptism

Originally written for PAX Illustration by Sophia Park My mom fell into a kimchi jar  at night She was twelve. She tells me  how the red stained her clothes soaked into her thick hair like conditioner. How she shouldn’t have  snuck out in the first place. She tells me stories like these. Listen to the … Continue reading Kimchi Jar Baptism

How Do We Measure the Immeasurable?

I count the white, wiry hairs poking from the part in my scalp. There are too many. I give up and measure the length from root to where the color changes. These markers are comforting to me right now. I’ve never been a numbers person, but lately, I cling to what feels measurable. I stare … Continue reading How Do We Measure the Immeasurable?

What’s Called Niche Today is the Majority of Tomorrow

I’ve spent so many hours worried about how my kids will understand the way their faith and ethnic identity are intertwined. After I became a Christian, I didn’t know this is something that would matter as much as it does. As a young Christian, it's no surprise that when it came to my faith community, … Continue reading What’s Called Niche Today is the Majority of Tomorrow

When You Feel the Impact of Jesus’ Skin

Originally written for (in)courage After inspecting the skin on his forearm, my son looks up and announces, “My skin isn’t white, but it’s not as dark as my friend Sam’s.” I nod in affirmation. He cocks his head to one side and asks, “So what color am I?” As a mixed race, transracial, part Asian … Continue reading When You Feel the Impact of Jesus’ Skin

Give us This Day

⁣Today was flowers and wind.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣It was gray sky and fighting over legos and laundry.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣Today was empty ⁣⁣⁣⁣and it was abundant. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣We said⁣⁣⁣⁣I’m sorry.⁣⁣⁣⁣I asked⁣⁣how long?⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣We remembered⁣⁣ ourselves⁣when the sun came back out.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣Today was 2.23 miles ⁣⁣and it was not enough.⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣Today was squishing onto this spider swing and smiling for the camera before the afternoon slipped … Continue reading Give us This Day