Detroiters often use the phoenix rising from the ashes as a metaphor for the city's resilience. Worms might be just as apt a symbol this time around.
In Guatemala, 44,000 people were "disappeared" during decades of war. Now workers there seek to resurrect a buried history and human dignity.
Angela Glover Blackwell believes in Detroit's future, and she has a vision for how to get there. Failure is not an option.
The apostle's attack on elitism in Corinthian church and society speaks a clear message about inequality today.
The Supreme Court's decision in the Citizens United case didn't actually make corporations into people, but it did undercut the role of actual, live human beings in elections.
Lawsuits help corporations run roughshod over governments and the environment.
History shows engagement, not attack, dissuades countries from developing nuclear weapons.
Few people I know believe peace in the Holy Land is really possible—unless it begins with Israeli and Palestinian Christians.
Fairness matters, especially for people on society’s margins—and that conviction goes far beyond tax equity to every aspect of public policy. For people of the Book, it’s much more important than politics; it’s a matter of faith.
The best parts of the Disney worldview look like the eschatological images in a Martin Luther King Jr. speech; the worst merely bolster a culture of privilege and exclusion.
We've come a long way, baby. Or have we? Is it too much to ask legislators to speak cogently about women's health?
Sweet Heaven When I Die: Faith, Faithlessness, and the country in Between by Jeff Sharlet.
Springsteen sings what politicians won't say: We were robbed and the thieves have escaped justice.
I wish Bill McKibben’s “‘And God Created ... Corporations’” (April 2012) could magically appear in the inbox of each state and federal senator and representative. A corporation is a soulless, incorporeal, supranational, immortal legal device for assembling, managing, and deploying wealth.
Rev. Gerald L. Durley, Pastor of Providence Missionary Baptist Church in Atlanta, Gerogia.
You can’t desire to catch the sacred fish / as much as he desires to be caught / & yet / he darts through the dim depths / with tail swerve & swish