I love this country. I don’t love it blindly, though. I don’t love it unconditionally. I don’t love it unreservedly. I love it with my eyes fully open. I see

Today I dropped off my daughter at school, the way I do every day. Some mornings are an orderly, measured endeavor; but more often they’re a frantic, swirling tumult of

Conservative Christian, I want to talk to you about Life. No, not the word you’ve weaponized as ammunition in your incessant, hollow holy culture war; the one you use to

The table makers are winning. Yes, the wall builders will always get the attention. Discord sells. Bitterness makes the news. Hatred garners clicks. Acts of violence and expressions of enmity