At the 2009 G8 conference, $22 billion was pledged to agricultural development and food security. This year it was only $3 billion.
The developed world's negligence has produced one of Africa's cruelest ironies: its farmers are its hungriest people.
What is it about theological educators that allows them to get along with civility and respect in spite of wide theological diversity? I attended the recent biennial meeting of the Association of Theological Schools and was impressed with the spirit of friendship there.
With the Affordable Care Act upheld by the Supreme Court, Americans have yet another chance to learn about what the law actually contains.
Dhini didn’t ask to be adopted. That's the way grace works.
Air travel—perhaps paradoxically—tutors us in patience, a practice in short supply in today's world.
It seems like all anyone wants to talk about is power. And the best show on television about power is Game of Thrones.
David stares at us out of a mirror and shows us our capacity for sinning.
The spate of books on John Henry Newman shows that there is little hope of settling arguments about him—or about Benedict's understanding of him.
Jill Gill has produced a remarkable account of the declining influence of mainline Protestantism and the NCC in the 1960s and 70s.
Amanda Porterfield details the degree of rationalist skepticism in 1790s America—and its demise in the face of a Protestant counterattack.
The extraterrestrial vistas in Prometheus, Ridley Scott’s prequel to his 1979 blockbuster hit Alien, are handsome (Dariusz Wolski shot them), but the movie is an expensive dud, dull and incoherent.
Lit by the prodigious cinematographer Darius Khondji, Rome looks glorious in Woody Allen’s latest, an omnibus of four loosely connected comedies in different styles. The movie is a pleasant diversion, if rather clumsy in its construction.
This troubadour is a master of melody and pop invention, as evidenced on his McCartneyesque 1996 album She. Wisely returns to sparkling form here, and with depth to boot.