The Eucharist gives us innumerable gifts, but we may think of its power especially in terms of three.
Like many baptized, praying Christians her age, my daughter is not a regular churchgoer. What difference does it make?
It’s not clear whether Walt will violently lose his life in the Breaking Bad finale. It is bitter irony and justice that he will lose his family.
In Sisterland, Curtis Sittenfeld continues writing about women but not only for women.
My wife I took our annual summer trip to Oklahoma, and as usual we visited a host of relatives. Among the deceased relatives I keenly miss on these trips are my grandparents.
The answer that comes out of a tornado is not the kind of answer we want—or at least not one that responds to our agonized questions.
Terrence Malick has become the psalmist of film. His characters continually ask the fundamental questions of theological pursuit.
One of the premier pleasures of reading is finding a new author. I recently discovered George Saunders's comic touch and sympathetic characters.
When I cling to anxieties or resentments, my whole body is like a clenched fist. Contemplative prayer requires unclenching it.
Multitasking is marked by a sustained sense of urgency in a world mediated by communication devices. Puttering is something different.
Filmmakers often defend cinematic violence by drawing a line between entertainment and the real world. But this devalues their work.
The TV series Homeland raises some grave real-world questions.
I work remotely, out of my home office. As such I am dependent on the smooth and ready operation of computer equipment. Recently I encountered some hitches.
The Gideon Bible treats the Bible as comfort food. But a diet of the Bible consists of conflict and confrontation.
After school, I was milking the cow and listening to the radio when I heard a menacing baritone intone the words, "I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die." It made an impression.
Halloween's tradition of shadowy characters makes it as good a time as any to think on the reality of evil, sin and death that besets us.
If agriculture survives at all on the Great Plains, it will be very limited. What will take its place? Not many people, that's for sure.
I am not squeamish about most animals or insects. But snakes are a different story.
Air travel—perhaps paradoxically—tutors us in patience, a practice in short supply in today's world.
I am confident that the new creation will include animals. I hope that it will include Merle, my deceased smooth-coat collie.
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