Hillbilly Theology
In my own small corner of the Blogosphere, I keep bumping up against this book called Hillbilly Elegy. Its subtitle, A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis, hints […]
In my own small corner of the Blogosphere, I keep bumping up against this book called Hillbilly Elegy. Its subtitle, A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis, hints […]
[this is the last of a three post series. Here’s the first and the second.] My scalp was itching. Just a bit but itchy nonetheless. I lay in bed a […]
[continuing from the last post] Two days later, the weather turned shockingly cold. I had set out on a walk with Ziva, thankful for the cool gray sky but […]
Nothing inspires me most than seeing a good person die. I mean not that they die, of course. I wish they would live longer; I wish they’d never die. But […]
Desmond Tutu has a little children’s book called God’s Dream.[1] In soft pastel paintings of kids from all nations, we discover that God dreams about people sharing and caring, “that […]
I don’t know about the rest of the world, but here in the UK it’s not unusual for Christian charities to work within a kind of legal restraining order, which […]
“The people shall share the nation’s wealth.” Really? This optimistic slogan—painted post-apartheid—spanned a 20 metre bridge I recently crossed on the outskirts of Cape Town. Pastor Phumezo picks me up in […]
But God listens – precisely because nobody else hears, He listens.
I was taking a walk at a park when I saw Claudio from the distance. I walked toward him to begin a conversation. He was clearly a ragamuffin and seemed […]
A friend of mine, married with two children, once confessed that he felt a bit guilty about buying a three bedroom house in a leafy, desirable London suburb, having done […]