Get to know me

Hey, I’m Sara.

I grew up in a secular household and was first drawn to faith by my love of story. Growing up in an immigrant family in the US, I heard references to the Bible in the news, pop culture, and friends’ homes. With no one to ask, I grew curious about this weird collection of stories and sayings, which had been passed down for thousands of years—retold over campfires and whispered to children as they fell asleep.

When I brought my curiosity to the Bible, instead of a tidy collection of explanations for suffering, I found a holy and wild tapestry of the human experience: grief and love, our messy humanity, and the need to make meaning from even the most confusing, painful parts of our lives.

In time, I grew to know the God of those scriptures. I was confirmed in the church, and studied religion and the Bible at Wellesley College, Oxford University, and Princeton Theological Seminary. But ultimately, my theology was shaped not only in the classroom but in the darkest places of my own life. Years of infertility, three traumatic pregnancy losses, and a brain tumor diagnosis forced me to reckon with what I actually believed about a God who claimed to love me.

I didn't come out the other side with cleaner answers. Instead, I emerged with a faith big enough to hold the questions.

I now work in women’s ministry, and as a perinatal chaplain at Wild Honey Perinatal, where I bring to my practice a tradition of feminist theology that takes women's embodied experience not as a footnote to faith but as a primary site of revelation. I write about faith, motherhood, and rediscovering wonder at my blog Sara Laughed. My first nonfiction book—a theological memoir about pregnancy loss, motherhood after grief, and the God who meets us there—is slated to come out with Eerdmans in 2027.

I live in the Hopewell Valley with my husband and daughter, whose arrival, after everything, still feels like grace.