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.

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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 Presbyterian 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.

Sara and Drew, AKA the cardigan couple, AKA just kids. Sunshine Cafe, Muncie, IN, 1997.

Sara and Drew, AKA the cardigan couple, AKA just kids. Sunshine Cafe, Muncie, IN, 1997.

Random Facts:

  • 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…

Interested in our story? Listen here.