The Wall, The People, and The President: Let’s Have the Conversation
Once you’ve looked into the eyes of those caught in the wake of our broken systems, heard their stories, and confronted the facts on the ground, I trust your compassion will grow.
The Wall I Pretended Not to See
I imagine white America’s blind spots like invisible crosses on our side of the fence. Crosses that represent our hardness of heart, our privilege, our stunning lack of compassion.
The Disease of Building Theology in the Theoretical
I love and am enlivened by intellectual stimulation, specifically in relation to the integration of theology and ethics. In many ways, I feel that I am hardwired for this stuff.
The other night my NieuCommu...