A choir boy sings a soft song
And the halls echo with pure flames
A man is softly weeping
Mary looks down on him
And sees sorrow
The choir sings of hope
A w...
I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just gotten my first exam back from Chem 5, and I was terrified to look at the grade. I knew I had not done well; following my high school habit, I had only prepared for the exam the day before. That turned out to be a huge mistake. I looked at my score in dismay: 46%.
Welcome to 2.1!
- Opinions -
Things That Count
by Jordan Hylden ‘06
God and the Tsunami
by Megan Buresh ‘08
Why I Go to Church
by Nathan Rosenberg, Jr. ‘05
Je...
My grandmother died today. For you, the reader, it will have been days, weeks, months, perhaps even years since she died, but for me, it was today. I am still s...
Responding With Hope in the Midst of Destruction.
In the wake of the tsunami that struck Asia on December 26, 2004, images of the resulting destruction have p...
My 94-year old grandmother, who is still as sharp as ever, skipped church this past Easter Sunday. When I jokingly scolded her about it, she quickly retorted, “...
Reclaiming What Christian Culture Forgot.
I hate Christian culture. And I bet deep down you do too. I hate the isolation and hypocrisy. I hate the way that C...
The second-best thing about the Christian doctrine of imputed righteousness is that it offers hope for us guys with dating. And let’s face it: we need all the h...
Lata was fifteen when she was given away for the ostensible purpose of working as a maid in Bombay. Her family was desperately poor and she recalls that “not fo...
Christians live by creeds. A Catholic, for example, follows the Apostle’s Creed as a summation of his faith. And, of course, the most basic set of principles th...
