Perhaps no one really believes giving up coffee or cookies forgives their sins. But do we see a Lenten discipline as an act of will?
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A historian contacted us about a tour of sites where mobs had lynched people—including the locust tree across from our sanctuary.
Mystics understand what moralists do not: God pulls us like a magnet to our essence.
The local clergy conversation turned to nostalgia about our so-called Christian past. I asked the Buddhist priest next to me what he thought.
It's not like paying more taxes would change a billionaire’s quality of life.
The psalmist takes cover in God like a stranded hiker seeking refuge beneath an overturned tree.
I don’t want to reach the end of life having complied with external demands instead of listening to the internal, eternal voice.
Like the sun, God seems distant sometimes.
When I read Falwell’s comments devaluing people who are poor, I thought of my encounters with Ted.
Why can’t our image-conscious letters include family fights, foreclosures, and job anxiety?