Reading The Magician’s Nephew last in The Chronicles of Narnia (just after The Last Battle) is a little like reading the book of Genesis last

Brother Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell’s recent post on The Twelve, Slouching Toward Augustine, ignited some cognitive dissonance for me. (And cognitive dissonance is good, as Steve reminded

As regular readers of my Twelve contributions know, I read to my daughters every night from the diaries I kept when I was their age.

This past Saturday morning, I attended a workshop at The Colossian Forum’s annual conference. The workshop was titled Beyond Good Intentions: The Practices of Calm

When it comes to “what to say” and “what not to say” to someone who is grieving, I have come to learn that prepositions matter.

I will always remember the first birthday card my new mother-in-law gave to me as her daughter-in-law. I don’t remember the card itself, or the

This Sunday afternoon, I will be officiating the wedding of a young woman in my congregation. Given that she is a philosopher and a linguist,

Note: If a film in which two socially awkward men make up paddleball games, do jigsaw puzzles, watch kung-fu movies, and face a terminal diagnosis,

A number of months ago, I wrote a reflection on being written into the story, inspired by Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee’s dialogue in J.R.R.