This is hell. It is the stuff of nightmare visions, more vile and brutal than the mind can fathom, a place of breathtaking terror. It is the cold, sterile, fluorescent-lit

Dear 2020, We need to talk. (Whew, this is awkward.) I’ve been trying for twelve months to find the right way to say this, the perfectly constructed arrangement of words

It’s easy to feel like we lost this entire year but that’s not exactly true. We aren’t merely a victim of this insidious virus, either. That perspective makes the collective

Pro-Life. They keep using those words, but I’m pretty sure those words don’t mean what they think they mean. I’m almost positive pro-life Republicans aren’t pro-life, in any way that

COVID beat America—completely, unequivocally, and historically. There’s simply no way around that truth. We have been decimated far beyond even the most dire calculations back in the Spring of 2020.

Friend, we need to talk. It’s time you realized something that may be difficult to admit: you’re not who you think you are. I know who you believe you are

Yesterday, a friend of mine and I were talking about the excruciating wait for Inauguration Day: watching the president attempt every desperate and Unconstitutional political maneuver to overturn the election

I know what you want right now, friend. You want this to all be over. You want your home to be full again. You want to hear the sounds of

AP Photo/Patrick Semansky Dear Evangelicals, I thought of you today. I was reading the Bible. (You may remember the Bible from a sitting president’s recent upside-down, tear-gassed, church steps photo

To My Older Relatives, I’m writing to let you know that I’m aware of what you think of me, either because you’ve told me during combustible room-clearing conversations, over terse

America, we will soon say goodbye to something. One way or another, this will end with a farewell. It will either close with a glorious, triumphant blast of freedom—or with

AP Photo/David Goldman Unity. That’s the word I hear a lot right now. In the wake of an election that is still being inexplicably contested by the former president and

President Trump, I wonder how much pain you’re willing to cause America. Apparently, more than you already have. It isn’t enough that you have spent every waking moment of the

The delayed results of the presidential election will be revealed soon, but in many ways, those results will be secondary to what we already know now: we were wrong about

We’re all worried about a Tuesday in November, America. It is the place our minds and hearts are solely fixed on. Right now our energies are understandably marshaled and our

Every time I walk through the terminal at the Syracuse airport, I cry. I don’t even attempt to stop it anymore. As I pass through the sliding doors to the

To Whom It May Concern, We recently found ourselves in a now-familiar location: hopelessly stuck in an unnavigable impasse on our respective paths, unable to find a way forward. And,

This shouldn’t even be a conversation. The idea that America is here at this place and time in our planet’s history, still debating whether or not women should have autonomy

I grew up attending Catholic School in perpetually snow-covered Central New York. One Fall morning in 9th grade, we were talking in a Religious Studies class about morality, and the

Saul Loeb/AFP via Getty Images It didn’t have to be like this, America. Yes, this year was always going to be terrible, but it didn’t have to be horrific. It

I can remember the refrains from November of 2016: He might do things differently. Just give him a chance. Let’s see what he can do. Friend, it’s been six years,

I’ve been a Christian for a good portion of my life and a local church pastor for most of the past thirty years here in the American South. I’m also

I’m not with them. Hundreds of times every day I feel compelled to break into stranger’s conversations on social media or in the checkout line or in my neighborhood, whenever

The other day I had to see a doctor for some headaches I’ve been having, and he asked me a question you’ve likely been asked in one form or another