The Best Worst Dog
We got Ranger in college.
We had no business getting a dog. Our apartment didn’t allow pets, and we were broke.
Bearing Witness
Maybe sometimes we reach for the camera because we want someone to bear witness to our life.
Not because our lives are sacred in the way His was, but because ordinary lives still long to be seen.
The Abiding Place
As I sat in the hush, I noticed movement: herons, everywhere. Elegant and strange, like brushstrokes come to life. The white ones came and went; but one blue heron remained, unmoving. Steady. Watchful.
America, Where Are You?
After 9/11, unity surged through us like a lifeline. For a moment, America remembered who she was. We stood together, shoulder to shoulder, and it was beautiful. But now, instead of unity in the face of crisis, we meet death with mockery.