Being Bethlehem
I. O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Yet…
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A daughter’s perspective on the Kalamazoo cyclist tragedy
Certain tragedies are so unbelievable, immediately soaking up the nation’s consciousness like a thirsty sponge, that they become synonymous with a community’s name. Think:…
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Holy Week in Uganda
Sunrises in Uganda happen suddenly. On the equator, dawn is dark, turning pink at the eastern corners at the sky at 6:00, 6:30. Then…
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From the Samaritan’s dirt road to the Information Superhighway
The other day, our pastor sent around a link to an article called “The problem of indifference” by Marcus Mescher, writing for the National…
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