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On Gratitude
But there was love, love, love,
dripping from our hands.
We both gripped the sharp edge,
and it was painful
Two Poems by Joe Gross
Sometimes
multiplication
of loaves
just means
splitting
one loaf
between
two people.
Our Daily Bread and Roses – An Interview with Ben Wildflower
About three or four years ago, I began to see a strange, arresting, and beautiful image circulate among some of my Twitter and Facebook friends—a stark white and black agit-prop expressivist engraving of the Virgin Mary with a defiant fist raised in the air while she stomps on a twisted Satanic serpent, encircled by a cartouche inscribed with a variation from the Magnificat.
The Naked Game
Betsy told me to play the husband. I said yes, but I didn’t want to—in the Naked Game no one ever played the boy—we were just girls, being ourselves.
Young Evangelicals Fighting for Climate Action
For students at this top evangelical college, loving God means protecting creation. That includes dealing with the human sources of climate change.
Not Weird Enough
According to the author of a new Catholic handbook, eucharistic adoration should be the new yoga.
A Playlist for Seekers and Doubters
Music has consistently been a vehicle for my ponderings and prayers about and to the Divine, or lack thereof. These are a few songs that have stuck with me, organized…
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