I’ve been thinking about hope this year, that fragile confidence Emily Dickinson described as a songbird with feathers, perched in the soul, singing against the...

And what do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul? Is anything worth more than your soul? {Matthew 16} Some...

Life’s been hell these last several months, turned up-side-down as they say, whoever they are — although heart-inside-out-and-shred-like-spaghetti might be more like it.  I know...