The Search for Significance
Do you miss your great-great grandparents?
Tag: grave
Three Moments in Guatemala
You know how you see those black and white photos of a flurry of pigeons taking flight over colonial cobblestone streets? I just saw that a couple minutes ago.
October 22, 2017
On the flip, if this crazy, magical world that sometimes smells like lavender and always spins is not only real, but points to something even more real than itself, cut me off a slice of that. I want in.
White Noise
A black church burns down. Justice isn’t a comfortable coffee conversation; it’s standing near enough to the heat to smell your own hair being singed.
All Things New
This is what makes Good Friday so freaking good.
Logan: Footsteps to the Grave
The beautiful part is: All things age. All things decay.
The Death of Death
“When it comes to death, you have three options,” he explained to me in the fast food franchise…