All posts by Jason Ramsey

Christian. Dad to five, including two sets of twins. Husband to favorite person. Guy behind ALTARWORK and Amity Coalition. Interests: mental health advocacy, social equality, religious freedom. Writing featured at Patheos, Venn Magazine, The Bees Are Dead, The Mudroom, My Ink Dance, ALTARWORK, and more. Leading by leaps of faith and grace. Exposing goodness every day.

Headlong Into Light

In your eyes I see a paradigm shift. Days that grew into years – arid soil for budding stems –...

/ February 14, 2018

In A Safe Place

She always told us to pray in a safe place: “bury yourselves under wild thickets; drape in rosaries; wrap in...

/ January 5, 2018

The Brindled Dead

You stand before me like unbroken bedrock, a red oak ripe from Indian summer, staunch, unrelenting, crown rich in autumnal...

/ October 27, 2017

Hey Church, Stop Sad-Shaming Me

I recently heard a sermon about ‘how to avoid contentment’. It was part of an otherwise-enlightening series about ‘how to...

/ August 7, 2017

The Halls

These are halls where souls go to die. Where agony parlays grief and fluorescent beams shock minds into submission. Where...

/ June 9, 2017

When You Were Young

When you were young, spirits rose from hollow arms, petals aligned in rows, sundresses draped from hips like windblown sails,...

/ June 9, 2017

Refinery Lines

I sewed the wind into comfort for you. I whitened black night with burning glass and blackened white lies with...

/ February 22, 2017

Why The Christian Right Is Wrong

Welcome to 2017 America, where the melting pot on which it was founded burns blood black and boils over with...

/ February 21, 2017

The Color Of Fog

Disclaimer: Contains mature themes.   “You’re old enough to be my father.” Edward Cain slugged a whiskey shot and set...

/ February 20, 2017

These Barren Fields

These barren fields, wolf-grey coats of bark and dust, coarse lines bleeding trails, idle in stillness, parsed, perched, widows of breath,...

/ February 20, 2017

Chains Beneath The Fray

Blackwater rinses marrow from bone, skeletons wash ashore: backbones, ribcages, rubber cartilage calcified with salt, jellied with flesh, imprinted on...

/ February 20, 2017

Do Not Grieve For American Christianity

Do you hear that? It’s a thunderclap of emotion, a seismic reverberation of anger and sadness that beats like a...

/ February 20, 2017