What can we see with the light in our eyes?
I don’t have all the answers, but I have a few ideas.
Now it’s my turn to hold the memory of faith for her.
Here he was: prostrate, limp, a huge tube going down his windpipe.
A student of mine went to Tijuana to help. She found she could help the most simply by paying attention.
Growing up, I never heard a word about God laughing, joking, or doing anything for fun.
The poet’s essays are winsome and articulate, wide-ranging and intellectually rigorous.
In God's future, nothing is wasted.
A good pastor looks for the sacred within the ordinary.
I wanted to introduce my students to Muslims, not just to Islam.
The saints are so big on humility that sometimes the line seems fuzzy.
The dialogue was good. The meal was even better.
I’ve been trying to follow Thomas Keating’s advice: learn to be silent with God.
The church is made of people. But they need a home.
Our past, present, and future in five short chapters