I would sit between them, and every hour or so one would murmur a response to some moppet's question, and the other would smile at his garrulity.
For my father, WW2 was never over
In 1998, I drove my parents from Wisconsin to Georgia to visit the new National POW Museum. My siblings couldn't believe I'd agreed to this.
Why I’m not in a rush for the new earth
I want the kingdom of God to be civilized. If possible I'd like to be able to keep sleeping in my own bed.
How the Bible speaks of the divine
The Bible's images for God must be taken in an analogical sense. Yet the Bible exhibits no anxiety about using them.
My Asperger’s and my ministry
Some congregations have associate pastors who specialize in visiting people. Now that I'm in solo ministry, my church just has me.
The Century's work relies primarily on subscriptions and donations. Thank you for supporting nonprofit journalism.
Support us by buying books: