The Wittenberg Door

Modernity lays at your feet hundreds if not thousands of tools to make our lives cleaner, smoother, and more efficient.

We’ve tried to make the village more hospitable to our hyper-individualistic sensibilities by vastly expanding it.

In the communities I’ve observed, there’s a new hesitation over how to respond to infants.

The greater our creations have become, the more hollow they appear in contrast to what was here before us.

Joy is a little word: three letters, one syllable. It is luminous. It is impenetrable. It is a word that offers much, if it doesn’t slip out of your hand.

The puzzle pieces lie waiting, and with guidance and help from the teacher, the wonder and joy of reading can come alive.

The stuff of ordinary creation can shine and shimmer with a supernatural radiance

They may all, in their imperfect ways, bespeak our yearning

The classic era of film noir, the 1940s and 1950s, is a great reservoir of sin. We sometimes forget that all of the Biblical traumas and warnings can be found in this…

On keeping yourself.

Something of those Christmas Eve services arises in me every time I watch a sacristan light a candle.

Offering a way forward.