While all of us enjoying reading our favorite authors, there is nothing like getting to hear the author read her own work. It provides a chance to hear which words she emphasizes and where she pauses; it is an act of interpretation. YouTube is a vast resource of clips like this. For this week's
In David Cannadine's "The Undivided Past: Humanity Beyond Our Differences," we discover a hopeful narrative which sees cooperation as the defining message of human history.
Perhaps the quintessential example of homophobia is that of Westboro Baptist Church. We all know them by their signs and protests of soldier’s funerals, declaring God’s judgment on America for not hating the LGBT community enough. It is fair enough to say that even Christians who are opposed to gay marriage find Westboro to
Nothing creates great stories like horrible public apologies that only make things worse. We all have to make apologies at some point in life and hopefully we avoid the stereotypical non-apology of “I’m sorry if you have a problem with what I’ve said.” There are times when apologies belie bigger problems, like deeply-rooted sexism,
Last December, I reviewed Chris Stedman’s book, Faitheist: How an Atheist Found Common Ground with the Religious. Chris is the Assistant Chaplain and Values in Action Coordinator for the Humanist Community at Harvard University, Emeritus Managing Director of State of Formation at the Journal of Inter-Religious Dialogue, and the founder of the first blog
The Notorious Elizabeth Tuttle: Marriage, Murder, and Madness in the Family of Jonathan Edwards by Ava Chamberlain New York University Press, 2012 258 pages (hardcover) Available Amazon Powells Those who recognize the name Elizabeth Tuttle know her only as the paternal grandmother of colonial theologian Jonathan Edwards, a woman her grandson was raised to
Faitheist: How an Atheist Found Common Ground with the Religious by Chris Stedman Beacon Press, 2012 208 pages (Kindle) Available Amazon Powell “I had never heard the word ‘faitheist’ before,” says Chris Stedman, “but I was pretty sure it wasn’t a compliment.” So begins Faitheist: How an Atheist Found Common Ground with the Religious,
Mary Gordon is probably the first who comes to mind when I think of women writers writing fiction about women self-identifying in relation to their children, mothers, and lovers. See her haunting Pearl, for example, or the three novellas published together as The Rest of Life, which I’m currently reading. So it’s not surprising