Like the stories of African-American women mathematicians at NASA, our faith's heritage reminds us to look for the people behind the scenes.
Every year at least one breakable item in my kitchen meets its end. The cause of death is usually a fall to the kitchen floor, and I am usually the perpetrator. One morning recently, before leaving the house to teach a yoga class, my elbow grazed the handle of a glass mug. So began its descent to a crash.