Originally from northwestern Ohio, I came to Chicago via stints in DC, Italy, and Kyrgyzstan, among others. I learned from progressive Catholic parents (and my two hilarious priest uncles) that faith demands action and is critical to experience both personally and in community. I walked into All Saints’ in the crisis moment after the 2016 election because the church is so close to where my husband Matthew and I lived. In that moment, I thought the least I could do was pray.
Listening to the sermon on turning grief into action and the choir singing “Take My Hand, Precious Lord,” I knew I had found the right place. It’s been an intellectually, spiritually, and emotionally rewarding journey ever since. I’ve rediscovered what faith is, been reminded what it means to share a mission with a community, and felt again how beautiful it is to worship with a bunch of other people who are all doing their best to make meaning as allies, neighbors, and Christians in our world.
I’m so thankful to call All Saints’ home – it’s an honor and privilege to serve on the Vestry to help support and grow a community where we learn from and challenge each other and employ our faith to build a more just and loving world where there is a place for each and every person without exception.