Jasmine, a white woman, stands in a recording studio. She is wearing headphones and is singing into a microphone.

I laid in my stretcher outside the operating room listening to the metallic clink of the doctors preparing their tools and I gave my fears, hopes, and doubts over to God.  I had connected with family and friends.  Made sure people knew I loved them.  The odds were good I would see everyone again but my health had been declining steadily for two years and I didn’t trust my body anymore. Read More →

A man with grey hair, and a woman with black hair are talking while looking at pottery in a glass showcase. There is a mug with a brown sheep painted on it, and another mug with stripes.

  He was middle aged, had Down Syndrome, and spoke no English, but he said hello and quickly answered my introductory question about how long he had worked in that shop.  I apologized for not understanding his answer and he realized that I was at a disadvantage in this conversation.  Read More →

Jasmine is a white woman with long brown hair. She is wearing a red dress and ark sunglasses. She sits on a walker and is giving a presentation. There is a powerpoint slide on the screen behind her that says "Disability and Faith."

Then the pandemic hit and everything moved online.  Our church hosted multiple online ways to connect: Zoom calls, online teaching, podcasts, Instagram and Facebook communities, virtual camp, book clubs, park meetups, subscription boxes and more.  I could fully integrate into the life of our church community and it was wonderful. Read More →