The Century's latest on the coronavirus pandemic
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.
The ancient wisdom text urges us to find joy in the limits of the present moment.
Time ignores our every attempt to harness it.
I’m being tutored in exposure.
Even during a pandemic, feasting is central to Christian worship.
Lament and longing can be companions.
In chaotic times, focus on routine, ritual, and simplicity.
We don’t pine for a second coming that will bring the world to an end. We pray for the indwelling of Christ that will enable the world to continue.
We need someone to speak to our moment, too.
My years of experience as an undertaker didn’t make it easier.
I’m the only person he loved the way he loved me.