Yes, it costs us something to remember. It costs us more to forget.

My review of Anglicanism, an out-of-print classic by Stephen Neill.

Bridging divides, one textile square at a time.

Some preliminary thoughts on Making Room by Christine Pohl.

It’s not that my relatives are serial killers; but we are Norwegian. So, close enough.

Some initial thoughts on Work and Worship by Matthew Kaemingk and Cory B. Willson.

It’s a memoir that reads like a thriller.

A few words in praise of Makoto Fujimura’s Art and Faith.

Brief thoughts on Bel Canto by Ann Patchett.

On returning to public transit after more than a year away.

My review of David Swartz’s Facing West.

First impressions of The Coen Brothers: This Book Really Ties the Films Together by Adam Nayman.

My review of A Burning in My Bones by Winn Collier.

Thoughts on Lent with the Desert Fathers by the Anglican priest Thomas McKenzie.

A few words on Mañana by Justo González.

Lenten thoughts on The Crucifixion by Fleming Rutledge.

Thoughts on One Long River of Song by the late Brian Doyle.

Some initial thoughts on Jack, the new novel from Marilynne Robinson.

My review of Prayer in the Night by Tish Harrison Warren.

Thoughts on The Cost of These Dreams by Wright Thompson.