Faith, Fiction, Friends

After John 5:1-17 What am I doing here, this pool and its colonnades, with all its filth, it smells, its piles of human waste and wasted hum...

Next year, we will have lived in our house 40 years. We raised our two sons here. Every room (and the basement) has stories to tell.   But w...

In early May, I was reading   A Farewell to Arms   by Ernest Hemingway. Coincidentally, a writer named Harvey Stanbrough announced a writing...

Dheepa Maturi  served as Tweetspeak Poetry’s  Poet Laura for 2024 . We learned quite a bit about the monarch butterfly, as she wrote several...

After reading the short story “ Abscond ” by  Abraham Verghese , I was convinced that it was at least partially based on his own life. When ...

After John 5: 1-17   Inside the walls, inside the gate that Nehemiah built, the lame, the sick, the injured gather, waiting among the colonn...

In visits to London, I’ve walked the short two blocks of Essex Street many times. It’s in the area called the Temple, and it connects the No...