Tamara Hill Murphy lives with her husband Brian, an Anglican priest, in Bridgeport, CT. Her writing has appeared in Plough, Think Christian, and Englewood Review of Books. She is a Spiritual Director and Selah fellow with Leadership Transformations and is currently learning how to parent her four adult children. Find her at www.tamarahillmurphy.com or follow her at Tamara Hill Murphy-A Sacramental Life on Facebook and A_Sacramental_Life on Instagram.


Hello, my name is Tamara (sounds like camera).

I am Tamara Murphy: born and raised in a cynical, smalltown Northeast, I still harbor a penchant for hope and big ideas. After moving our entire family to the bright city of Austin, Texas, I've returned to the Northeast with my Anglican priest husband, Brian, and our scaredy-dog Leopold McGarry. (Savvy readers will now realize favorite television show of all time.) We have four children -- all at various stages of launching into life on their own, which means we've semi-officially entered the infamous season of Empty Nest. In January 2016, we delightedly welcomed a daughter-in-law into the family and looking forward to adding a son-in-law in April 2020.

I've been writing at this blog since 2006, and have discovered a few things about the world and about myself in the process.  Namely: I believe in paradox and mystery more than tips and techniques.  I've discovered that it's possible to read too many Bible verses, and not enough novels; sing too many worship songs and not enough blues; drink too much grape juice and not enough wine.

I believe in the written word. I read and write words to make friends with the ancient, present and future. More than that, I read and write words in order to pray, make, and practice a sacramental life. 

I've learned from the prophets and saints that my idealized expectations for the Presence of God in Grand Moments often blind me to the present Father, Son and Spirit in all of space and time. I've learned from the poets that earth's crammed with heaven, and that living sacramentally means we stop and take off our shoes at the holy, common bush afire with God.

I believe my children and husband were intended to have a perfect mom and wife, and that I was intended to have perfect children and husband; every one of us is out of luck.  At the same time, we just might be the luckiest people in the world.

I've been writing in this space since 2006, incubating words and ideas for future dream projects.  I'd be so honored for you to join the conversation.  Leave a comment or email me.