I confess that I’m a little lost presently. I’ve become a restless, reluctant nomad moving tentatively through familiar places with a lingering emotional dissonance. I am a lifelong American who
I really hate this. I mean, I really didn’t want to be here, to be feeling this, to be writing it, to be saying it. I’ve always believed in meeting people where
Rev. Mariann Edgar Budde’s compassionate sermon at the National Prayer Service in DC perfectly exposed MAGA Christians’ hateful heresy. The immediate flood of vitriol directed at the Bishop by Trump
I do not obey in advance. I did all I could over the past year to avoid our nation winding up here in this sad and sickening place, and since
I confess that I’m a little lost presently. I’ve become a restless, reluctant nomad moving tentatively through familiar places with a lingering emotional dissonance. I am a lifelong American who
I really hate this. I mean, I really didn’t want to be here, to be feeling this, to be writing it, to be saying it. I’ve always believed in meeting people where
Rev. Mariann Edgar Budde’s compassionate sermon at the National Prayer Service in DC perfectly exposed MAGA Christians’ hateful heresy. The immediate flood of vitriol directed at the Bishop by Trump
I do not obey in advance. I did all I could over the past year to avoid our nation winding up here in this sad and sickening place, and since