Humility is always a personal act of inner volition.
The saints are so big on humility that sometimes the line seems fuzzy.
In the face of unprecedented assaults on planet Earth, what good is poetry?
All knowledge is communal, but that's easy to forget.
How is it that the poems of a 17th-century aristocrat still resonate with us?
Mark Stenberg takes aim at Christian certainty. I'm not certain that's our problem.
You knew about weakness before you were ordained. Yet something made you get out of the boat and try to walk.
After sharing laudatory remarks about Nai-Wang Kwok, the YDS dean invited him to respond. I have thought a lot about the three sentences Kwok said before he sat down again.
Honestly facing the conflict of self with self—and choosing words that reveal its particular manifestations in one life—is hard, hard work.
Be humble. Think of the imagination of God that brought creation into being; there could have been nothing.
I used to picture humility as a door I was afraid to open. I never thought of it as an itinerary to holiness.
The lepers all received healing. What a happy shock that must've been! But only one, a Samaritan, returned and thanked Jesus.