On the day he died, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. called his mother to give her his next Sunday's sermon title.
I shed tears last night as I stood with thousands in Chicago's Grant Park cheering our new President-elect Obama, contrasting that with crowds' hatred and bigotry I experiences more than 40 years a
Yesterday's election represents a watershed moment in the life and history of our country.
Whether installed by election, by hereditary right, or by power of arms, of all the rulers humankind has ever had, none is so venerated or cited or-and this is important-none so forgiven by history
This weekend I found myself irritable, tired, and hungry. Not hungry for food, but with an ache in my spirit. A burdensome kind of discontent not easily soothed by quick fixes.
As the 2008 presidential campaign draws to a close, I've become increasingly less concerned about the specific outcome of election night and more concerned by what we will have positioned ourselves
I have been fighting tears for the past few days. And as Tuesday draws closer it becomes harder and harder to keep those tears at bay.
I work in the Adams Morgan neighborhood of northwest Washington in a building called The Festival Center.
I have given a lot of thought in the last several months about the vote coming up.
Since Mennonite theologian and ethicist John Howard Yoder's death in 1997, I have often wondered what he would have said about the events of these past eleven years.