Getting Around in Sicily
“Sì sì sì sì,” he said. The letters had rearranged themselves in Italian. This is how we would communicate.
Solitude and I-80
And then—after all that hectic activity—all I had to do was drive. For five hours. On the same road. Beside a repeating pattern of corn and soybeans.
My Husband the Cop
Since I know it is theologically unsound to pray for my life to be comfortable, I find myself praying that Paul will be safe, promote justice, and stay out of the news.
Vivian Maier
She took photos because it was something she had to do, because creativity flowed out of her and became her way of life. Because she had something to say.
Another Verse for Teachers
O teachers! my teachers! your fearful year’s begun.
To Clean Out a Room
I don’t like change, and I am an anxious person. Nice to meet you.
Four Meals with Strangers
Danke, Louise. Obrigada, João. Merci, Jess. Gracias, Vera.
The Queer Christian (?) Book™
There is the queer Christian story. And then there are the rest of us.
Harry Potter and the Humanist Podcast
If I really believe that the Bible was inspired by the creator of the universe, it should be much easier to find that trust than it is with a series of young adult fantasy novels finished a decade ago.
An Ode to Trader Joe’s
You’ll know you’re getting close to the cashiers when someone tells you to go to the yellow cheese, the red pepper or the green grapes.
