My hometown of Ballwin is about 30 minutes away from Ferguson, another suburb of St. Louis.

We gathered in a campground overlooking the mighty Columbia, just north of the place where the Spokane joins it. My family and friend were four of the small handful of white faces in a crowd of Spokane, Colville, Yakima and Okanagan tribespeople.

"Don't Give to Panhandlers," the signs will read. Around Spokane, billboards bearing this request will soon rise.

When I hear it, I feel strong. When others hear it, they feel attacked. Yet it is a word and a movement that shapes all of us: feminism.

“We who seek relationship with the divine, we who commit to tell the truth, we who know our own dependency on a good creator, we must articulate and practice a new art of animal ‘husbandry.'” – Rev. Liv Larson Andrews Ag-Gag vs. Animal Husbandry Liv Larson AndrewsLiv Larson Andrews believes …

“For now, resurrection promise lives in my sore feet and scratchy voice. Like the weariness of new parents, this exhaustion is holy.” – Rev Liv. Larson Andrews A Holy Exhaustion Liv Larson AndrewsLiv Larson Andrews believes in the sensus lusus, or playful spirit. Liturgy, worship and faithful practice are at …