Bill Wylie-Kellerman’s patchwork of poetry, prophecy, and prose reads like a modern Gospel.
Life of Faith
It doesn’t matter what genre Translating Myself and Others is. What matters is that it is irresistibly immersive.
When Frank Bruni suffered permanent vision damage, he embarked on a philosophical quest.
“My mama was womanist. My grandma is womanist. Just because they don’t have the language or the identifier doesn’t make them less womanist.”
People fear the impact of difficult books. They aren’t entirely wrong.
Reading Art Spiegelman’s Holocaust graphic novel with Christian eyes
And she does it in an unmistakable Caribbean accent that embraces, hugs, kisses, dances, cries, and rumbles out laughter.
Baltimore—from Frederick Douglass to Freddie Gray—informs his whole journey.
This acknowledgment is at the heart of Christianity.
The translators hope that “the colonial language that was forced upon us can now serve our people in a good way.”
Watching the Pixar movie alongside Euphoria and Yellowjackets made me appreciate the exuberant intensity of Mei’s embodiment.
It’s not possible to parent without experiencing risk, weakness, pain, and transformation.
With her own voice changed by the stroke, she wanted to hear the Bible spoken aloud by her husband.
Now we tend to see it as a virtue—at least for some people.
Abundance is not always God’s modus operandi.