The parable of the compost
Compost is made of the scraps—the peels, the browned outer leaves, the discarded grounds. It feels sometimes like my faith is made of scraps, too.
Category: Reflections
Light shines in darkness
Twenty years later her eyes still see the empty space in the skyline
On the border with CDS
Most families arriving at the facility have small children who, after a long and difficult journey, are eager for an opportunity to play
The wounds of war and a place for peace
What can we learn from the Dunker meetinghouse that became the unwitting center of a theater of war during the Battle of Antietam?
Why Christians should welcome face masks
Can something that partially hides your face be Christian?
