
What Comes After the Flood?
The day after the flood, Jared, our mitigation specialist, arrived. He pulled up in a truck with the word “RESTORATION” clearly spelled out on the
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The day after the flood, Jared, our mitigation specialist, arrived. He pulled up in a truck with the word “RESTORATION” clearly spelled out on the

I remember the reluctance to put Sunday clothes back on after a restful afternoon. I remember the promise of ice cream after the service. I

There was a time in my career when the father of one of my students (in a different decade and a different state) requested a

I am often mute in the face of injustice, unwilling to risk my relative comfort in the face of fear and chaos. After all, going

A spring evening, it began to rain. It was the soft rain that lulls one to sleep at night, the kind of rain that reminds

Cara and I went home last summer to see my dad. Going home is different since my mom died. We’re navigating new territory and creating

It was the last Friday of the school year when I pulled two freshmen out of study hall for a conversation. They first looked at me

I left for college on a Sunday afternoon in August, crawling into a Thunderbird with three other students, waving goodbye to parents and siblings, and

Last Sunday, I went to church with my dad. We entered through the back door, avoiding the social banter in the foyer. And I immediately