The dramatic line lets people dismiss the whole concern as fanaticism. The harder line asks what sort of soul our politics is producing.
There have been many small deaths in my life. Moving away from our home in the country. Cutting my long hair. The final performance of
Some of my Christian friends find a parallel between Cyrus and President Trump. Just as God used Cyrus, a pagan ruler, so God is using
“Was blind, but now I see.” If only it were that simple. If only we went through life experiencing blindness (the problem), and then having
And changed people—people who are more attentive, more compassionate, more alive to what matters—are the ones who shape the world.
At our 20-year class reunion, one of the ringleaders apologized. Apparently, he had his own Damascus Road experience. Still, I couldn’t muster up enough Ananias-like
I share this story because in it, I experienced something true.
I’ve been thinking about this juxtaposition of reflections, one on the loss of laughter, the other on the loss of weeping. In both instances, the
She shrugged off our attempts to put her height in a more positive light and went back to slouching in her chair and ignoring us.
