Portals and doorways fascinate us, not because they are so engaging in themselves but entirely because they lead us somewhere. When Alice slipped t...
Read MoreIn the light of a new day, facing more headlines, another body count, more cries for war and tears for peace, we will be tempted to lose heart. And we...
Read MoreThe world is ablaze with righteous indignation. Arrows fly and I’ve grown weary of dodging them. Haven’t you? Weary of headlines. Weary of blog...
Read MoreDead things hold little promise. Death is a line that, once crossed, carries a weight worthy of holy pause. I remember sitting through one Sunday ...
Read MoreWe don’t all get the miracle. We know this. We know, because we’ve lived on this planet, that not every prayer is answered the way we want, tha...
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