Psalm

Lord, I have lived
like a house that has forgotten
its windows, its door painted

black, closed. Only now
am I brave enough to claim
this feral loneliness.

I look for you in the wind-
tousled, red-tipped grasses, in the violet
concourse of the sky streaming

By egregiously misreading Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s moral crisis, it primes viewers for violence.

Toni Alimi and Matthew Elia each make the case that it is. Their books demand a reckoning.

One of the clearest ways God says yes to Christians is when unjust authorities hate us.

My in-laws took the whole family to Ken Ham’s monument to young earth creationism. What could go wrong?

Most Recent