In sifting and sorting, I can feel the granularity of life. I can turn it over in my hands, inspect…

The ground calls us down, down, down to anchor us and give us rest, to drink our tears, to connect…

In Yorkshire, my wife and I attended an Evensong service, a hymnsing really, which remembered Billy Graham’s 1954 London crusade.

My memory—and my perceptions as a child—may not be correct, but I wonder what cold topics my kids overhear today’s…

A cartoon that made the rounds on social media around the time of the Fall time change a week ago…

“I’m no hero,” Chester Nez chuckles. “I just wanted to serve my country.” Nez grew up in New Mexico, and…

Teenagers are learning calculus and physics, but in church, they do not learn about the complexities of the Bible.

I'm working away on something, when Alexa offers me "I Dream of Jeannie with the Light Brown Hair," ancient Americana…

I stayed to stare down the furies of chaos and despair. I stayed because this place and these people provide…