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About MariJean Wegert

MariJean Wegert is a lay scholar of the discipline of theopoetics, wrestling at the intersections of head and heart, truth and paradox, wonder and work, marrow and magic. She’s a mama of two, grad student, and amateur latin dancer, who currently resides in northern Indiana. Find her on Instagram @regressada. View all posts by MariJean Wegert →

Pastors are Exhausted…Give them a Sabbath
by MariJean Wegert

It’s a radical idea, I know. Every time I pose the question to a harried, sleep-deprived pastor, the answer is the same: “Cancel church!?” The requite gasps of alarm end the discussion as quickly as they start. But I think the question is worth asking. Especially during a worldwide pandemic. Church leaders are saddled with … Continue reading Pastors are Exhausted…Give them a Sabbath →

To the Men in Church Authority who Spiritually Abused Me
by MariJean Wegert

This is a letter to the men who called themselves my “authorities” before I left the church. For the longest time you’ve claimed to be my protector. You’ve claimed to be the mouth of God to me. You’ve claimed to be the leaders, by birthright, that stand in strength to care for your women and … Continue reading To the Men in Church Authority who Spiritually Abused Me →