The car almost blindsides me. I’m exiting the interstate on the way to my office, having just passed...
The layers of abnormal are adding up. I’m snowblowing my driveway in the darkness before dawn—the whipping wind...
It’s Saturday, the day between death and resurrection. Two thousand years ago, Holy Saturday was a day of...
This year, instead of doing Lent, Lent is doing me. In my faith tradition, Lent is the spiritual...
My oldest son Aidan is sixteen, and last weekend he did something that gives me great hope for...
The so-called good life is a hollow promise. It’s empty of the things we desire most, like passion,...
It’s an early summer night and we’re doing early summer sorts of things, like boating and tubing on...
The pain stabbed me awake. Near midnight, on an ordinary Sunday evening, I awoke to the feeling of...
What if pain is an inevitable part of being alive, but suffering is not? And what if you...
The curves made me listen. I was on my first long bike ride in years, and my destination...
