The emerging church and mothering sites are what drew me initially into the blogosphere: daily I would check for new Quakes or young adults crying out for more authentic living and worship (and new funny ‘here’s the many colors of poo of my child today’ stories: when you’re sleep-deprived, they’re a hoot). As blogging’s become more normalized, posts feels very mechanical, formulaic. The topics are rehashed, and unless serious digging takes place, the grand sense is evangelical white males talking about oppression: something’s a bit off in that scenario.
