Sometimes the Desert Comes to Us
I spent Ash Wednesday with my sister in her darkened hospital room. I held her hand. She graciously laughed at my weak jokes. Sometimes we chatted with the nurse. Sometimes […]
I spent Ash Wednesday with my sister in her darkened hospital room. I held her hand. She graciously laughed at my weak jokes. Sometimes we chatted with the nurse. Sometimes […]
Trauma and the Death of the Body of Christ[i] When it was evening, there came a rich man from Arimathea, named Joseph, who was also a disciple of Jesus. He went […]
For to me sighing comes more readily than food; my groans well forth like water. For what I feared overtakes me; what I dreaded comes upon me. I have no […]
Augustine’s Confessions. Very few other books have left their mark on an entire civilization as deeply as this one narrative of sin and grace. Less an autobiography in the […]
By Lorraine Cuddeback Before I set out on my academic path to a Ph.D., I was training as a lay ecclesial minister in a M.Div. program. Part of this training meant […]