Summer Successes
As summer turns to autumn, I’ve had to face yet again my own finitude. At the beginning of every summer, my optimism is unmatched: my
Jennifer L. Holberg
September 23, 2015
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As summer turns to autumn, I’ve had to face yet again my own finitude. At the beginning of every summer, my optimism is unmatched: my
Now a bulletin from our Iowa desk: To most Americans the presidential election is still more than a year away. At this point it’s only
“A long thread of tragedy is woven through the story of the puffy white substance that clothes us all.” That’s the closing line of the
by David Pettit The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still
SIMI VALLEY, CA — “We have no firm explanation at this time.” That was as much as Patricia Drake, spokesperson for the Ronald Reagan Foundation
The title and not the author first caught my eye–Prairie, by someone named Muilenburg, not an unfamiliar name in the neighborhood. I found a copy
Katy Sundararajan gets to write this blog post for me because I finally beat her in a pizza eating contest last fall. Previously she held
John Calvin’s natural theology reminds us that we can find God in the created world around us. Still feeling our vacation in his bones, my spouse,
Probably I shouldn’t touch this touchy subject but here goes anyway with some random musings about the Kentucky county clerk Kim Davis and her defiance