I hope I’m not abusing the right to re-run old material, but the gem below is more than worthy of the honor, especially during Christmastide.

I accompany our church choir, and for this year’s Christmas morning service we sang a choral version of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen”: God Rest

In the second year of the presidency of Donald Trump, while Mike Pence was vice-president and while Theresa May led England and Justin Trudeau led

When December rolls around, I enjoy opening the mailbox to find Christmas cards instead of the usual fliers and bills. In fact, I look forward

Mark Richard once wrote a poignant piece of first-person fiction in The New Yorker entitled “The Birds for Christmas.” In it, the narrator describes a

Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. —

The story goes that Michelangelo used to come by St. Peter’s Basilica at night to stand there before his sculpture, not because he was so

I clicked on an email link this week, not expecting that it would contain video of a house being torn down. It was the house

With the end of the semester–deep in final papers and exams, set about by seemingly a thousand demands–I needed the simplicity of this prayer. Perhaps