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My conversation partner may have been a prophet—or a quack. My job was simply to listen.

Eyal Press looks inside the daily lives of prison workers, drone warriors, and meatpackers.

As my father was dying, I saw God’s radiant face more clearly.

I was a United Methodist pastor. He was a campus minister with Cru.

A failed high school science experiment increased my empathy for those who can’t sleep.

We are not the first to face complex global crises and wonder, “How can we possibly come back from this?”

On Fridays in the church basement, I see glimpses of something precarious and beautiful.

Social media platforms are damaging democracy, and it’s not primarily about what speech they do or don’t moderate.

Bill Wylie-Kellerman’s patchwork of poetry, prophecy, and prose reads like a modern Gospel.

It doesn’t matter what genre Translating Myself and Others is. What matters is that it is irresistibly immersive.