In the tradition of the church I attend, the priest stands behind the altar and says, “This table doesn’t belong to our church or our denomination. All baptized Christians are welcome.” I live in Athens, Georgia. Politically, we are a red city surrounded by a sea of blue. And while my family lives in the…
Thomas stayed. The other disciples saw Jesus. Experienced him. He was before them, in the flesh. But Thomas missed it. And as his friends recounted the story of seeing their Lord, Thomas couldn’t believe that Jesus had risen. He had been with Jesus, watching the miraculous. But this was too much. Whether his grief from…
Hours after my daughter was born, a nurse whisked her out of the room for the pediatrician to examine. My husband followed as I lay in bed worrying. When he returned, he said the pediatrician had heard a click in our daughter’s hips and that we would need to go to Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta. …
Sitting in the sand, I buried my 5-year-old eyes in my knees. I wasn’t hurt, but I was embarrassed that I had fallen. My trainer tried helping me up, but I wanted to wait for my mom to climb through the wooden, split-rail fence. When she got to me, she said, “You have to fall…