Stephanie Land's memoir reveals the intimacy and power of a housecleaner’s labor.
As Père Diegue surveyed the unfinished classroom, he remarked: “I’m beginning to understand why I am here.”
Making work a prerequisite for benefits is costly, inefficient, and ineffective.
More than a memoir, Kate Hennessy's book about her grandmother is a participant biography written from the inside out.
Poverty of spirit, like any kind of poverty, is unenviable but survivable.
Who I'd invite to my writers' dinner party
Jesus isn’t pitting himself against poor people. He’s one of them.
Decades worth of data have proven that poverty shortens lives. Will anyone respond?
As we make laws and try to adjudicate justice, we often lose sight of the human faces affected.
More jobs would help, says J. D. Vance. So would a stronger work ethic.
Overall, though, it was a moving book that certainly had me reflecting on the fragility of my own journey, and the many ways it could have continued down a very different path that where I find myself today. Hopefully such a book would open us up to our shared humanity and make us less likely to use one dimensional categories like “thugs,” and “those people” to define other people. We would all be more compassionate if we identified more deeply with those whose journeys have taken hard and painful turns.
The prayers of the people call us. When we answer, we invite the possibility that it is we who will be poor, hungry, sick, and in prison.
In poor communities like the one where I live and work, evictions are not the exception. They’re the norm.
Even if increased equity were to involve a slightly smaller pie, the resulting social order may be preferred. When poverty declines, the social costs of poverty fall, and despair is replaced by hope.