Emma Harville

I am a senior communications major and journalism minor at Bethel University in St. Paul, Minnesota. I am currently the editor-in-chief for The Clarion, Bethel's student newspaper. Previously, I worked as lifestyle reporter and lifestyle editor. I love to uncover the stories behind those who travel through campus each day, as well as participate in global storytelling projects like Textura India. I'm a bit of a Greek mythology geek, I love nature documentaries and I'm passionate about social justice in journalism, especially for women.

Pioneer Press •

Stolen moments: Women share the pains of miscarriage

This was it, the only moment Sherryse Corrow would get with her daughter. She knew she had to spend it right. Julia fit in the palms of her hands, fully formed with fingers and toes and folds in her ears. Corrow wrapped Julia in a blanket, sang her songs and told her she loved her. And then, when the hospital staff came in and said, ‘Are you ready for us to take her?’ Corrow said a final goodbye to the daughter she’d carried for four months.
Pioneer Press •

St. Paul community leaders say ‘enough is enough’ to gun violence

Several community leaders gathered in St. Paul Friday to call for an end to gun violence following several recent shooting incidents. They met in the parking lot of Lamplighter Cocktail Lounge where a 23-year-old woman was fatally shot last weekend. Congregated around a single pot of flowers, the group held neon signs that read “Stop killing our own” and “It’s time to stop pointing the finger.”
Textura •

Life unveiled

She noticed women were not respected in her village or society. She noticed they were beaten by their husbands and could not leave their homes. And she noticed their children were watching and learning. When she gave birth to her son and then a daughter a few years later, she knew she wanted to create a life of independence for them. “At that time, there was no difference between an animal and a woman,” Santro said. “After marriage, I lived my life like an animal, always busy and working hard.”
The Clarion •

A hyphenated identity

In her new memoir, Bethel University linguistics professor, Ruslana Westerlund, chronicles her cross-cultural journey from a village in Ukraine to the United States. Ruslana Westerlund’s dolls spoke Russian. And they lived in an apartment in a big city and wore pretty dresses and ribbons in their shiny synthetic hair. Westerlund grew up in a pink house on the potato fields and dirt roads of a Soviet Union village of just 2,500 in Ukraine. She plucked stubborn weeds from the vegetable gardens a
Southwest News Media •

Opening up their HEART: How a local church transforms lives in Shakopee and beyond

HEART Ministries was originally formed as Hosanna Church’s response to Hurricane Sandy, which devastated the East Coast in 2012. Completely volunteer-led and staffed, the ministry began building their warehouse in 2015 when they got connected to an organization called Good360, which allowed them to pay an admin fee while receiving returns and overstock items from various stores. HEART started out receiving items from about three stores, then eventually nine. Now, they are up to 30.
The Clarion •

Transforming Bethel’s DNA

Chief Diversity Officer Ruben Rivera discusses exclusive Christianity and tackles what it means to be a reconciler amidst diversity in Bethel University’s community. Junior Hilda Davis knows what it’s like to be the only one. Pulling up to Edgren Hall at Bethel University her freshman year, she knew that it would be different from Champlin Park, the diverse high school she spent her last four years at. What she didn’t anticipate was the lack of connection she would feel with the rest of the st
The Clarion •

Sex-trafficking survivors tackle modern-day slavery

Speaker and founder of Rebecca Bender Initiative, Bender offers support to other survivors through recovery in her program. Rebecca Bender woke up and rose out of bed as the sun slowly reached its way across the horizon. Her daughters slept peacefully in the other room as she sipped her coffee and began her daily devotions. An all too familiar vile feeling began to creep up inside of her as the sun’s rays washed over her. In another life, sunrise had signaled that it was time to go “home” to a