After 32 years, it feels like something sacred
Our first house, like a bad suit, never fit the foundation. Gaps beside the basement window casings were revolving doors for mice and a collection of bugs. Bits...
Category: Love
By God, for a minute there it suddenly all made sense!
…says a wizened monkish man looking up from a large open book. (From a New Yorker cartoon.) Today over Christendom is the celebration of Pentecost, that i...
Mystery of mothers all over the world
It is still a mystery the way leaves all over the world jump out of sprigs under a single yellow sun who comes out to shine the coats of squirrels that run alon...
To the forgiving victim
What if Easter is not about a vicarious substitution that saves me from a wrathful God, but about a forgiving victim that exposes my capacity for being part of ...