Finding Security in a Life of Risk
As I sorted through the papers that have collected on my desk, I found a scrap on which I had scrawled these words from Terry Tempest Williams’ introduction to Wallace…
As I sorted through the papers that have collected on my desk, I found a scrap on which I had scrawled these words from Terry Tempest Williams’ introduction to Wallace…
In this world, the old always co-exists with the new, death with the springing of new life. I hear it in the story of the travelers on the road to…
Almost every Lent, I return to Walter Brueggemann’s essay, “Remember, you are dust.” I return because I need to know all over again that God remembers that I’m dust, and…