Yesterday evening marked the first night of Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights. Many of you are no doubt aware that it commemorates two miracles at

Every morning among all my email is a small gem: a blessing from the Dominican Sisters of Grand Rapids. Mostly penned by Maxine Shonk, OP,

O Lord, you know I have no friend like you. If Heaven’s not my home, then Lord what will I do? The angels beckon me

Yesterday, Mary Oliver released a new collected edition of her work, aptly titled Devotions. I think often of Oliver’s poems–contemporary psalms as surely as they

September 24-30 marks Banned Book Week, something established to remind folks that threats to intellectual freedom are real and ongoing, that the impulse to censor

Of late, the Denise Levertov’s poem, “The Tide,” has been coming to me as I try to process the most recent bombardment of the bad.

I’m still in a bit of denial that school starts next week. Not in such denial that I haven’t finished my syllabi and first day

I’ve given my professional life to words. I believe deeply in their significance and their power. And in the theological imperative to use them carefully,