If it isn’t apparent by now that I’m convinced of the essential role of the imagination in our lives, then we have a serious failure of communication. Today’s blog post describes the kind of healthy
“Deprive children of stories and you leave them unscripted, anxious stutterers in their actions as in their words.” -Alasdair MacIntyre A peer of mine, bemoaning the inept vacuum we were unfortunate enough to share, once
We have built a worldwide metropolis of glitz and clamor and so we are complicit in her faults. Like Dr. Frankenstein, we have built a monster and our monster has stolen both silence and quiet
“Lord, suffer me to sing these wounds by which I am made and marred, savor this creature whose aloneness you ease and are.” -Christian Wiman, “So Much a Poet He Despises Poetry”
“Tomorrow, the bowl I have yet to fill.” -from “After Your Death” by Natasha Trethewey
The locus of glory within the Christian tradition is the incarnation of Christ who is the Word, or Logos, made flesh (John 1); therefore, Christians are essentially people of the Word. We find glorious meaning
Every child is predisposed to love a good story and to see his or her world as part of a larger story. I was no different and in many ways I remain a child whose
Thomas Friedman wrote a provocative book a few years back declaring that, largely due to the rapid growth of technology and the increasing connectivity of people worldwide, the world is now flat. I can find
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