Greasy food is so comforting when you are hungover.

People help you or you help them and when we offer or receive help, we take in each other. And then we are saved.

I worry that Jesus drinks himself to sleep when he hears me talk like this.

I'd like to learn to meditate with more enthusiasm. I can sit down and get quiet for 20 minutes, but it just has not been a part of my Christianity at all.

Writing has so much to give, so much to teach, so many surprises.

I like to read away as much of the afternoon as possible, until real life rears its ugly head.

Sometimes it feels like God has reached down and touched me, blessed me a thousand times over, and sometimes it all feels like a mean joke, like God's advisers are Muammar Qaddafi and Phyllis Schlafly.