Muslims and Christians can live peacefully together. I've seen it.
God works in mysterious ways, not sadistic ones.
Anya Silver’s imaginative poems speak from nothingness into new creation.
How can God speak through what is soft and breakable? How can we?
Reading Steve and Sharol Hayner's cancer story, I found myself taking on the role of Job's adversary.
We grieve always alone while at the same time needing community. Surely there is a role for the church in this paradox.
This collection is suffused with one of poetry’s most fundamental aims: making meaning out of suffering and loss.
Some painters mesmerize me. Albert Pinkham Ryder, Mark Rothko, and Georges Rouault, for example. Their work glows, albeit in different ways. Yet it’s Rouault I continue to follow. Why Rouault?