Like a dirt road in New England, I don’t always fit the map—but I’m easy to walk, slow to rush, and brave enough to show up in a patchwork blazer.


Around the age of four, I crawled into my first sanctuary. The pews were layers of shelving, and seated upon them were an array of pots and pans, worn smooth by time. Just beyond the closed doors, loving hands baked something sweet—the fellowship hour was at hand.A sermon began not with a preacher, but with a conversation. For there, with only a thin ribbon of light slipping through the cracks of the cupboard frame, I began a dialogue that never ended—one that forever set the table of faith.As you will see, I sought many paths only to find myself back where I first started. A wayfarer, though much older, in search of wonder found in the most ordinary places.Whether in a church, a hospital room, or a counseling session, my hope is to be the baker—near enough to listen, far enough to honor the mystery—offering just enough safety for courage and authenticity to do their sacred and holy work.Will you join me—
in the cupboard?
Because of my accent, one question follows me wherever I go: “You’re not from around here, are you?”I answer sarcastically—but boldly—yes, I am.My voice carries Appalachia in its chords, thick as summer air, and a heart to match. It’s an origin I wear with pride—a gentle reminder I claim as my superpower.I served my first congregation while earning a degree in Biblical Studies in Birmingham, Alabama, before setting sail for far away lands like North Carolina.There, I completed a Master of Divinity, was ordained, and continued ministry alongside my spouse as we raised our family—eventually finding our way to New England (talk about culture shock).Along the way, I completed four units of Clinical Pastoral Education (CPE) and continue my formation today through doctoral studies with the Graduate Theological Foundation and a Spiritual Direction Certificate with the Interfaith Chaplaincy Institute. Recently, I was honored with the Passion for Equality Award by the Association of Welcoming and Affirming Baptists (AWAB).With roots this deep and branches that stretch across conservative and progressive worlds, I listen from lived experience—not theory—offering a uniquely empathetic presence.

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