I can’t help being dogged by a sense of gray for all that. Slate gray, storm-cloud gray. And that’s because…

After a week of cold, grey skies, never-ending drizzle, and a bout of rather surprising hail, this past weekend the…

For three years, night after night, my sons and I would end the day with J.R.R. Tolkien.

Somebody asked me a good question recently.  “When you listen to sermons or read sermons, if you see things that…

Much of our theology that leaves grace an afterthought is born of our own shame and baptized by our own…

In her illustrious family, Rosalie couldn't help but feel crowded out. I mean, her siblings were a "who's who" of…

A canoe from 1000 years before Christ. Three thousand years of under-ice darkness every winter and late summer algae blooms.

I have been absolutely wowed by the autumn colors this year. I know other years have been good, too, but…