The last day of the year is, somehow, a good day to settle things. And so it was for us on December 31, 1993.
As I was driving home from work recently, I heard a new song on the radio. Encouraged by the driving beat and engaging tune, I turned up the volume, only to be sorely disappointed.
Who directed the following words to the Indian population of southern Mexico?
If I keep a green bough in my heart, the singing bird will come. Chinese Proverb
Not in polite company. That’s where you were not supposed to talk about either politics or religion. Remember?
We got off the 11th Street bus in downtown Washington and headed toward the people gathering on the 10th Street overpass. A man in his early 40s fell into step with us.
Good movies are often not easy to watch for progressive Christian-types. In films of lesser quality, the action and violence is an end in itself rather than a vehicle to drive the drama.
I WAS DELIGHTED to read the Richard Barnet and John Cavanagh article on pop music and its role in the age of globalization ("The Sound of Money," January 1994).
We've done some early spring cleaning with this issue of Sojourners, going for a cleaner, more contemporary look.
The forthcoming elections in El Salvador promise to be the freest in the countrys history, according to observers, and a step toward the construction of democracydespite a campaign of
I WAS REFRESHED and renewed by Aaron Gallegos profile of Carlos Santana ("When Spirits Dance and Angels Fly," January 1994).
Harper's magazine reported in January that the Miller Brewing Company spends $150,000 each year to endow its Thurgood Marshall Scholarship Fund
There is no more brilliant literary surprise, I think, in all of scripture than the shocking cliffhanger abruptness of Marks resurrection account.
AT LONG LAST, Sojourners has spoken out on one of the most pressing of human rights issues of our time: hatred and prejudice aimed at gays and lesbians ("When Dignity is Assaulted," by Jim
Like many U.S. Christians, Garland Robertson had moral concerns about the Persian Gulf war. And like many others, Robertson expressed his concerns in a letter to the local newspaper.
I WAS STRUCK while reading the article, "Lest We Forget," (by Pam Mellskog) in the January 1994 issue.