If we can’t believe just because we’ve been told it, then we need to get our hands dirty.
It takes a lifetime for that Easter joy to keep seeping into our dry bones
Mary was reluctant to feel joy right away. She slouched into joy until it became a genuine and uncontrollable response.
Who do you serve? For whom do you keep your lamp lit?
Ok, I’m going to admit it. I’m scared. From the comfort of my campus coffee shop, my favorite mug full of steaming Italian roast, barefoot in an armchair, I still feel scared. I have no immediate threat, and that is exactly what scares me. You see, I’m caught between an exciting and mysterious time —…