Author: stephen t berg

  Because this is a world I didn’t make, and it is real, and the realer it feels, the more mysterious; because one day, walking with my dad on a willow-lined tr...

  For the people of Jasper, Alberta.For a friend who has heard hard news, and said, “It was like a bomb going off.”For you, children of our unfinished creation,...

All day long,my mouth is filled with your praise. -Psalm 73 Praise the cliff behind our house, the rappelling rope to Holland Creek,the agility remaining in the...

My idea of faith was positional.It would lift me above pain and madness,self-absorption and sadness. My idea of Church was a community of safetyand pleasantry; ...