Heather Isaacs

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Fundamentalism

  • The Day After

    In September of 2001, I started my graduate studies at a liberal Presbyterian seminary in Northern California. I was a 24 year-old Seventh-Day Adventist woman looking for a place to pursue a theological education beyond the conservative boundaries of my home denomination which did not recognize women’s ordination. But surprisingly, I soon found myself becoming… Read more

  • The Orant

    TW: grief, death, pediatric trauma. I once arrived to a pediatric ED where, again, the worst had happened. Resuscitation efforts on the baby had just ended. The social worker met me at the threshold and said they needed to excuse themselves; they could not stay in the room because of the nature of the trauma… Read more

  • The Club of Holy Book Destroyers

    A few years ago, an obscure pastor in Florida held a sacred book in one hand and the promise of a lighter in another, threatening, in effect, to throw an ideological grenade into a crowded room and take the viewing world hostage in an unprecedented display of evangelistic theatrics and foreign policy nightmare. I raised… Read more

  • It would be a sin to miss the dance. (Or drink a box of wine.)

    Last night, I went swing dancing for the first time in years. As I awkwardly began to remember the steps, it felt like my body sprang free from its pen like a gangly, restless colt. Giddy within minutes, I asked myself, “How did I ever give this up? How could I forget how much I… Read more