by Russell Yee
I recently visited the LBJ Presidential Library, there on the campus of the University of Texas, Austin.
Questions for the Divine Tailor What to wear, oh, what to wear Ill-fitting garments left my soul bare? Can I find, oh, can I find, Attire for me that God designed? There, I see, oh, there, I see Young and old who are dressed properly As I gaze at myself in despair. How can they, oh, how can they So effortlessly find their own way? Yes, it seems, oh, yes, it seems They’re dressed in destiny, draped in dreams. Why must I, oh, why must I Wear hand-me-downs from my Shadowed side? Slowly, I am beginning to fray. I’ve outgrown,
by Anna Trujillo
Hesse’s connection with the counterculture, misreadings, influences, and enduring cultural relevance.
True joy comes from taking one another truly seriously. That kind of sincerity is a balm
by Ryan J Pemeberton
by Denise Lee Yohn
I have a confession to make. I was a racist. I used to hate Asian people. When I was young, I made fun of a girl in my elementary school named Ching,
by Dave Jackson
The problem is, when it comes to suffering, we are all involved in great matters too difficult for us to fully understand.
by Susan S. Phillips
For the past few decades, dear Laurel faithfully read the Ordo, the Christian lectionary of prayers and Scripture for each day of the calendar year
by Marilyn McEntyre