Eulogies: Evelyn
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
I first saw The Godfather in May 1972, three months after its release and right on the heels of my first year in grad school.
Two days ago I bought a bike. Not just any bike… a road bike. I already have a nice tool around town, stuff in a
[Today’s post is written by Adam Navis. Adam is completing his D.Min. thesis at WTS on the intersection of faith and writing.] Question: What
by Katerina Parsons Jennifer Holberg is away today. We welcome and thank guest-blogger, Katerina Parsons. I was steaming milk for a latte when my course

Three reflections. None standalone blog-worthy. But perhaps one of the three will provoke, nourish, or amuse you. Last spring, I went to a hockey game.

Well, hello again. I’m back after a three month hiatus from The Twelve. Many thanks to those who have been writing in my absence! I
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic

Three months on from the deaths of my parents, a week out from my daughter’s wedding, I finally get back to this cloth tote bag,