How the light gets in
I. I drive south from Fort Wayne—Vera Bradley, Fried chicken, Huggy Bear Motel, Pilot Gas—while the radio stations fade, one by one, into sermons…
Read MoreAdvent
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…
Read More
Fasting from light
Editor’s note: The following essay originally appeared in the winter 2012 issue of Geez Magazine. Planning to prepare for and celebrate Christmas brought me…
Read More
The mad and the mundane
According to Google (and who would ever argue with them…it?), thrift reached its zenith sometime just before the Great Depression and has been in…
Read More