Hello, I’m Sara. I encourage Christians experiencing cultural dissonance.
I’m a Seattle-based writer seeking a deeper faith in our complicated culture. I've been the only Christian in the room in creative spaces in the city. But before moving to the None Zone 15 years ago, I spent a decade experiencing aesthetic alienation in a Rust Belt town where I felt unassimilated in majority Christian culture. Maybe you can relate to one or both of these scenarios.
If you’re a Christian questioning how to grow in your faith in 2019, I can relate. If you’re earnestly seeking Jesus and a looking for solidarity on the journey, I’m right with you.
In spite of the church’s brokenness, American political and social division, the ways I perpetuate injustice through complacency instead of speaking up, and a host of personal struggles, I’ve been able to move forward into relationship with God. I’ve found a lot of life in Contemplative Christian practices including spiritual direction, Lectio Divina, and the Examen, which enlivened my faith after about a decade of treading water. I’m committed to regular prayer for the flourishing of Seattle, a Christian reimagination of the arts, and radical hospitality. I’ve attended a PCA church called Grace Seattle for the past 14 years, if you’re ever in our neck of the woods you’re very welcome.
A little more about me: I grew up in Indiana with a Jewish father and an Italian Catholic mother. Both my parents converted to protestant Christianity in the 70s, the era of Christian scare movies like A Thief in the Night. While we regularly attend an evangelical church, I wasn’t particularly cloistered in evangelical culture and grew up listening to pop radio and watching campy thrillers. An only, introverted child in a loud family (our mottos were “welcome to the real world” and “never a dull moment”) I turned to books, wrote poems, and in high school found a hodgepodge group of arty friends who introduced me to the most important cassette of my young life.
While attending a Midwestern Christian liberal arts college, I continued to feel culturally amiss as a Christian that values counterculture yet found a strong community of folks with similar values and interests. The weekend I moved on campus I saw the person I’d end up spending my life with — Drew was wearing a vintage Cure t-shirt so special that a passerby once offered to “sell his soul” in exchange for it. We kept the shirt.
After undergrad I moved to a small town an hour north of Indianapolis where I was awarded an Indiana Arts Commission grant to publish a literary magazine called Country Feedback and later started Bellywater Press with three friends. We made enough profit from one project to finance another, including a reprint of a 70s hippie translation of the gospels called Letters to Street Christians, a letterpress first edition of the Josh Garrels EP Underquiet, and a church cookbook I hear folks still use from time to time.
We moved to Seattle 15 years ago to try living in intentional community, build careers, and start a family. I spent the first five years in Seattle working in publishing and another five writing content, editing websites, and managing social media for a couple of record labels. I earned a masters in nonprofit leadership in 2016 and have worked in the nonprofit space for the past several years.
Drew and I were known as “The Cardigan Couple” in college. Everyday looked a lot like this photo, circa 1997.
I’ve had two encounters with famous people: 1. As a child, I slapped the sweaty back of Andre the Giant ringside at a WWF wrestling match. 2. My first kiss (technically) was from the singer of the Goo Goo Dolls. Does kissing the very top corner of the mouth after a 1996 concert at the Indiana State Fair count?
Our dream is to find land and build a co-housing community with a central cookhouse for prayer and meals, small guest cottages for people on retreat, and living spaces for several singles and families. If you know anyone with 50+ acres…
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