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Before I left, I changed the dressing on Bill’s arm. The raw tenderness of Bill’s new fistula moved me. How could its strangeness have come
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Before I left, I changed the dressing on Bill’s arm. The raw tenderness of Bill’s new fistula moved me. How could its strangeness have come
Eighteen saffron-robed Buddhist monks walked through my town. I am deeply moved that men from Loas and Taiwan and Vietnam risk drawing attention to themselves

“O Taste and See” was written two decades before Levertov would explicitly identify as a Christian, yet she already intuited that focusing on this world

I think churches—not just big box churches, but all churches—have something to learn from trampoline parks.

I have no idea how to be a decent soon-to-be-former-mother-in-law. My local library has no self-help books on the topic. I find no such books
What would it mean to have the meanest man in the world, a person hostile to causes that you were deeply committed to, as a
I was recently in church when a man in the congregation stood up and said, “Look, I know you are all going to disagree and
“At the right time, Christ died for the ungodly.” “While we were enemies, we were reconciled to God.” This is the gospel–the good news–of justification