We gave our readers a one-word writing prompt: “wilderness.”
Not every soul is a saint. Remember them anyway.
What does it look like to embody the peace of the city of God?
The Gospel reading speaks of the world ending. For some people in the pews, it is.
In our current crisis, fear is both cause and consequence.
When we live in God’s grace, the distinction between wilderness and city collapses.
The Kingdom is a mess, but it refuses to be wholly dismissed.
The criteria for separating sheep from goats do not include a confession of faith.
Some things are worth keeping precisely because they will soon turn to dust.
Salty water stings, but it also heals.