Today's toddler, in his front-facing carrier, thinks he can fly.
Keeping an 'eye on Washington' in this crucial election year.
This Christmas, avoid the partridge in the pear tree. If it sneezes.
My feeble attempts at Spanish were complicated by the idiomatic peculiarities of the language.
A way to save Social Security, Medicare and Lockheed Martin.
Fortunately, social structures are well established. If you're cool.
I'd miss the good old days, but they were before my time.
Funerals need to be a little more balanced, with time for rebuttal.
I pulled dramatically into the office parking lot, turned off the ignition and coasted to a stop, the powerful engine reluctantly emitting its final throaty rumble.
As we enter the heart of the political season and brace ourselves for the spectacle of two grown men competing for the favor of a nation...
This being our special issue on the environment, I must preface my remarks about wanting to strangle the squirrel in my bedroom wall...
The Bible has one problem: They left out half the good stuff.
As I begin my 30th year at Sojourners, it seems appropriate to take a modest look back at the enormous impact I have had on the magazine...
It's morning in Iraq, or, depending on your time zone, afternoon. Then again, it could be late at night, and you're wondering where the day went.
What would Jesus do? Turn the police horses into bunnies.
Remember the TV commercial where a man is walking down a dark city street and nervously glances back at two shadowy figures?
Filmmaker Michael Moore loves to pick at the sores of America's self-delusions, and he's really good at it.
As our nation prepares for war against—depending on the mood of the president—al Qaeda, Iraq, or unnecessarily big words (such as "civil liberties"), it is a sober time in America.
Why can't really scary diseases have really scary and obvious symptoms?
Those of you just back from vacation might need a quick reminder about the state of the world. It's not good.
When Sojourners' CultureWatch editor asked me to write about my "favorite things," I gave a quick "Sure!"
Some readers have complained that this column has become too personal, too focused on my being a great father, an award-winning art director, and a god-like figure to the rest of the staff.
Since Sojourners is a bimonthly magazine, you depend on us to cover the breaking news, with up-to-the-minute commentary on hot stories like Afghanistan which, by the time you read this, should be well on its way to becoming an independent democracy.
Those of you in the hinterlands—when you’re not taking care of your hinter—are probably wondering what life is like now in Washington, D.C., the nation’s capital...
This has been a year of major milestones for our family, not the least of which was the realization that I might finally be allowed to use our bathroom.
It's not a matter of who's wrong or right, unless Santa somehow gets involved.
Why shouldn't kids be allowed to have their fun, for gosh sakes?
It's no surprise that humans are smarter than roundworms. Well, most humans, anyway.