Lord Have Mercy
Have mercy on Minneapolis. On Minnesota. On our country. Have mercy on those of us who are angry, God. Mercy on those of us who weep. Mercy on those who mourn.
Loss
A Deathbed Conversion
The 18-year-old girl was in the hospital room. Her bed sat amidst a forest of hissing machines and blinking lights. The young preacher knew he’d found the right room. He straightened his tie. This was the hardest part of his job.
Dear Sean
Sean Dietrich receives a poignant letter of abject grief, and answers as only one of our great American writers and sages is able to do.
Calling Roll, by Citizen Writer: William Marshall
Have you ever had to call roll? Take attendance? You call the persons name, they say “Present!” or “Here!” If they don’t make a response, no big deal, mark them accordingly and just move on. But…