The Christmas of Baby Tommy
We raised our kids without a religious narrative. My young son stumbled upon one on his own.
After every election, I turn to Tolstoy
Microbes in the manger
The grace of apocalyptic imagination
The gift of words
Books
What is poetry in the face of war?
Eight homilies for practicing presence
Evangelical reckonings
What if your plants could hear you?
In This Issue
The Christmas of Baby Tommy
December 15, Advent 3C (Luke 3:7-18)
The grace of apocalyptic imagination
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Readers Write
The Christmas of Baby Tommy
After every election, I turn to Tolstoy
Voices
Julian DeShazier
After every election, I turn to Tolstoy
His challenges to the left and right alike are devastating and timely.
Heidi Neumark
Advent in the squatters’ camp
As a human rights worker during Argentina’s Dirty War, I learned to read the signs.
Jonathan Tran
Keep swinging for the fences
My decades of church life have been full of the stuff one might expect from a place that promises God and only sometimes delivers.
Isaac S. Villegas
Divine silence
A Quaker colleague taught me how stillness exercises agency, how it acts upon worshipers.
Debie Thomas
Ancestral blessings
I attended a talk by a pastor who begins services by asking, “Who do you bring into worship with you?”
Brian Bantum
Stretched between life’s verses
The future is scary: we simply don’t know, and it flies toward us anyway.
Politics
After every election, I turn to Tolstoy
The grace of apocalyptic imagination
