“I think you have something on your forehead.” That sentence runs through my mind around this time in March every year. It usually happens over lunch, between ...
For my father, the Rev. David Michael Stoddart, on his 58th birthday, January 8, 2019.
My dad is an Episcopal priest. He preaches beautiful sermons about th...
Whatever we do at Harvard, we do it at some particular place. We study at tables in Lamont and carrels in Widener. We eat meals in the various dining halls and...
I came to Harvard armed with C.S. Lewis’ Mere Christianity and Timothy Keller’s Reason for God. I came prepared for professors to attack my beliefs and for pee...
For most, entering college means living away from home for the first time. While being away from family and friends is certainly challenging, the freshman expe...
When we think of nature, we think of the outdoors, of plants and animals, of the wilderness undisturbed by human beings. Yet nature can also mean the essential...
Last week I threw out my succulents.There was no funeral.Traces of dirt marked the glass,Evidence of my failed efforts.
Maybe I tried too much.Maybe I shoul...
Anyone who attended a middle school remembers the timeline exercise. The teacher dramatically draws one long line that spans the length of the chalkboard and i...
Our spaces often define how we live—from sleeping and working to meeting with others—but at the same time, we often define our spaces, from location and decora...
I saw God after work the other dayhad to pull over, just come fromCumberland Farms with my slushie.Yes I was sweaty, I had a little dirtin my nose on my teeth,...
