Callie Feyen

It was August of 2013 when I began an essay about Ivan Mestrovic’s sculpture of Jesus and the Samaritan woman at Jacob’s Well. Lauren Winner, my mentor at the time, gave us an assignment to write an essay about something that we researched. We could put ourselves in the story, but she was trying to get us to expand our… View Post

Hadley, Harper, and I are on our way to hike around Seneca Creek State Park when Harper says, “Mommy, did you know Abraham Lincoln was a wrestler?” I’m wondering whether Harper is speaking figuratively, but I tell her that no, I did not know President Lincoln was a wrestler. “Yup, he was,” she tells me. “I have a picture of… View Post

Last summer, I met Chris Fann, the editor at Off the Page, for coffee at Lyon Street Cafe. We talked about writing. He had a copy of IMAGE journal with him and he said that the type of writing he is looking for ought to explore the Christian faith, but he doesn’t want readers to walk away with a “meh”… View Post

I was on Art House America recently. I wrote an essay called “A Surge and A Story,” and it’s sort of a Lenten reflection on Jesse’s work and my storytelling. I attempt to make a metaphor out of water and God and run it through the course of the piece. (Hmmm, water and God….nobody has EVER thought to make a… View Post

{Taking} a picture of Harper on this tree stump every time we walk to ballet. It is always her suggestion, and it goes like this: “Mommy, will you take a picture of me on this tree stump and send it to Daddy?” Each time she has a new message for him to go with the picture. Today’s was: “It’s Spring… View Post