The Christian Century

I held ten stones. My friend held two more.

When my church opened its doors to an immigrant family, we had to reimagine the meaning of sacred space.

She died in her nurse’s arms.

I was diagnosed just after Christmas. It changed my perspective on the incarnation.

When I’m simply present to my own pain, I learn to be present to others’ pain, too.

I’m being tutored in exposure.

It started with a FaceTime call with my grandson.

What would possess me to copy a chapter of the Bible by hand?

My years of experience as an undertaker didn’t make it easier.

I’m the only person he loved the way he loved me.

Last time I woke early, opened the curtains, sat down to pray, and started crying.

What would happen if we listened to each other in love?

I wish we actually valued his dangerous work.

The city felt like it had been sucker punched.