A written tour of an imaginary musical.
It wouldn't be the first time grace was entered the world as a newborn baby...
On discovering true family and truer hope in a new place.
A life tapestry woven of baking bread and growing food and bearing children.
What can we do when we discover our joy has been stolen from us?
Reflections on experiences and lessons in joy, looking back on a life in the midst of death.
A review of Crow Planet: Essential Wisdom from the Urban Wilderness by Lyanda Lynn Haupt.
Why I volunteer -- and create opportunities for others to do the same.
Considering hope and fear twenty years after the fall of the Berlin Wall.
Navigating family culinary traditions around the holidays with grace and vision.
All creation is groaning...and someone has to push.
A reading that embraces the images of birth woven throughout the life, death and resurrection of Jesus.
Christmas comes in July for Benita Gonzalez and the on-call chaplain.
How hours of pain and anger broke through to love.
Modest proposals for the future life of 22,000 square feet and four acres.
On our ridiculous attempt to walk with students through the valley of despair.
Conan says goodbye with wise words that speak to the past, present and future.
Mapping a neighborhood by streets, class and color -- and hoping for a better way home.
What I learned from spending a week with student friends at Huss School.
What to do when the system's getting you down...even in your sleep.
Reflecting on privilege and the manageability of death by natural or unnatural causes.
A catapult reader responds to the issue on nuclear weapons.
Snapshots from a second marriage ceremony, including what's outside the frame.
On the costliness of growing up into Christ-centered institutions.
Putting the search for direction in the context of death.
On the hope of carving out a path that leads home.
Finding hope in the middle of grieving an unexpected loss.
An eye-witness account of a miraculous birth from not-just-any shepherd.
For better and for worse, some things never change.
A reflection on the merits of an underappreciated season.