A New Kindle Owner’s Confession
Some of you might enjoy my latest Image essay, “Confessions of a Gnostic Reader.” Here’s an excerpt: “You needn’t be theologian or historian to grasp
Sanctuary
Sometimes I am overwhelmed, as I stand with my sons in the cathedral, by the feeling of safety. It’s not something I ever felt in
Houston, we have a problem
You know you’ve been flying too much when you sleep through the better part of an in-flight emergency. It wasn’t the exclamations of my fellow
How we bless
I’m happy to announce that every couple of weeks I’ll be writing essays for Good Letters, the blog over at Image. Some of you will
Fierce-hearted gifts
As is true of anyone who is long on love and short on cash, Isaac likes to find things around the house, wrap them up
Possibility
My work with non-profits over the years has given me the opportunity to sit down with a number of philanthropists. I’m just now flying home
On Tiger Mamas, bad art, and the heart of a child
My first thought, upon hearing of Amy Chua’s now famous (or infamous) essay about the superiority of Chinese mothers, is that it’s irrelevant to me. The
The heart’s health
I’m trying to do sit-ups. I’m inhibited by three year-old Isaiah, who has crawled onto my chest and put his warm face against my neck.
Intentional heart
I started a garden last summer. It went to weeds, and then the weeds grew parched under the relentless Kansas sun, and then they withered
Ritual and vision
When I was a little boy, I was a pagan. Like our ancestors who had lost sight of God, yet saw visions of him in
The Loughner boy’s eyes
When young men take up guns and set about killing to satisfy whatever dark insanity has possessed them, I think of my sons. I think
On suffering
If you believe God loves His children, and then you suffer something terrible and tragic, you have to face head-on the question: Is there God?
