I first heard the story of the widow’s oil in Sunday school. Found in 2 Kings 4:1-7, it’s an astounding, heartwarming story of divine grace: a widow, utt...
I’m writing this reflection from a lobby somewhere in Puerto Rico, where the fresh air flows freely through massive glass windows and club music blares from th...
“All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ, and has given us the ministry of reconciliation; that is, in Christ God was reconciling the...
"And God said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light. And God saw that the light was good. And God separated the light from the darkness" (Genesis 1:3-4).
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“Wow, I didn’t know palm trees were that small!” Approaching the palm tree soaking up sun from atop the bedside table, my best friend marveled at the fact that...
image description: chairs in Branford Courtyard at Yale
In the thick of my second, and definitively more challenging, semester at Yale, I am becoming increa...
I had a nice fresh fig the other day—fresh, not dried, which is always a treat for me. It reminded me a bit of a passage from the Gospel of Luke, wherein Jesus...
“I cling to you; your right hand upholds me” (Psalm 63:8).
My fist is clenched, knuckles white, around a glass marble. I can feel the curve of my nails maki...
Luke 13:30 “And behold, some are last who will be first, and some are first who will be last.”
In our modern, consumption-based culture, the idea that we ar...
Sometimes, all you can do is wail.
Every Lent, my mind returns to the image of tears. I think of the prophet Jeremiah, weeping under imperial subjugation an...