Sometimes you come across a professional who is more like Jesus than most Christians because of the practical care he shows when you’re up against something truly awful. I had…
I woke up on New Year’s Eve filled with dread. It seems almost useless to force hope onto a change of calendar, though I understand when a year has swollen…
I’m sitting next to one of our Christmas trees, facing the other one. Every ornament I hang brings memories—a ceramic Georgia Peach from our trip to Savannah, the sheep mobile…
The WNIJ Perspective In the winter, the barn doors stick. It’s as though the ground grows up and grabs the bottoms, but it’s the sun melting snow on the roof…
Even though we’re done with Christmas, I’m stuck back on the story when Gabriel told Mary she was favored of God. He said, “Greetings, O favored one, the Lord is…
As the Northern Hemisphere pitches towards the dark time, we hang lights on trees inside and outside our houses. I think about how Jesus said, “I am the light of…
The Pslamist says, “Put not your trust in princes, in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation” (Ps. 146:3, ESV). This rebukes my obsession with politics, as…
One Small Step The day after Ruth Bader Ginsberg died, I joined a Story Corps One Small Step conversation while sitting in my writing chair, my books and sunshine behind…
Little Bird: A Meditation on Kindness The barn swallows swooped over the field as if they were telling us where Little Bird was. Dutifully Bruce looked for him, knowing he’d…
“Redeemed humanity is still young; it has hardly come to its full strength. But already there is joy enough in the little finger of a great saint such as yonder…