Words are really funny things. If we misuse them long enough, our familiarity can begin to fool us and we gradually go a bit blind. Over time, we can come to
Two days after my father died, I was walking into my church and ran into a good friend. She hugged me and expressed how sorry she was for my loss.
There’s a dangerous and popular myth about religious faith, that says you either have it, or you don’t. Even if we don’t consciously choose to, most of us probably see spirituality this
Some days faith is easy; days when everything seems to make sense, when what you believe feels natural and beautiful and life-giving. Then there are other days. On those days the whole system
Words are really funny things. If we misuse them long enough, our familiarity can begin to fool us and we gradually go a bit blind. Over time, we can come to
Two days after my father died, I was walking into my church and ran into a good friend. She hugged me and expressed how sorry she was for my loss.
There’s a dangerous and popular myth about religious faith, that says you either have it, or you don’t. Even if we don’t consciously choose to, most of us probably see spirituality this
Some days faith is easy; days when everything seems to make sense, when what you believe feels natural and beautiful and life-giving. Then there are other days. On those days the whole system