Retroactive indignation
A dear friend who works in politics once admitted he occasionally tells people he is a social security actuary in […]
gender, history, religion
faith
faith, prayer
Because of Prayer
For someone as Church-y as I am, I came somewhat late to prayer, or at least to talking about it.
faith, family, liturgical calendar, poetry
A cold and broken hallelujah
Every year my mother takes great delight in ‘changing the clocks’, because rather than fuss with the hands on the
Keep turning it ’til it fits
When I was quite young I had a puzzle of Bert and Ernie that I really liked. It was a
religion
I contain multitudes
I’m a vegetarian with glue traps in her kitchen. I’m sure Walt Whitman won’t mind me stealing his line to