As the U.S.
Sometimes things get so bad that you really don't know what to say or do. When that happens, it's a good time to fast and pray.
It's one thing to go to the "Holy Land" and see where Jesus worked and walked in the past.
While the story of bible-verses-on-gun-scopes is getting more press, I am just (if not more) disturbed to read of a U.S.
On the eve of the election last November, I wrote a thinly-veiled endorsement of Barack Obama and blas
When I went to hear a staged reading of Lynn Nottage's play "Ruined," about the price of the ongoing war in Congo, last week, I had a stronger than usual motive to be sure to turn off my cell phone
Sometimes the things you read are so outrageous that you simply sit at your desk, unclear how to respond.
This morning as I was running on the treadmill, I was also watching CNN. A story came on about a shooting in Washington, D.C. The police chief was speaking, with the mayor of D.C looking on.
I know it's been a week and a bit, which in the contemporary mode suggests that ancient history has already passed under the bridge since the Nobel Committee announced its decision, but I wanted to