Some of those words are words we already know: I’m sorry. I love you. You are welcome here. Here’s some dinner. I’m here for you.

I offer you a moment to breathe. Ruach. A moment to practice. A moment not to drown out the noise, but to live within it.

Inviting young adults into justice-centered work not only recognizes their voices, it shows them a church that genuinely cares about the mission of Jesus.

I stayed in the room the next night. My family was right—he was fantastic. Besides his obvious talent, what made him fantastic was his humility.

As a oncer, I wasn’t privy to the rather smug, insider adage. “Oncers become nonecers.” I’m glad to say, I’m counterevidence.

The children were lined up neatly in rows. It was startling to see them wearing t-shirts with my image on the front!

We associate hospitality with the stuffy dinner party served with the silverware that rarely leaves its cabinet in the dining room.

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

Maybe, I thought, if I read more, understand more, listen more closely, maybe I will be okay.