Amy Frykholm
Asylum seekers face nearly impossible hurdles. The Dilley Pro Bono Project tries to help.
A week with 12 law students volunteering in South Texas
A congregation that spans the US-Mexico border
For more than a decade, Christians have worshiped together across the border wall.
The strange, humbling ritual of foot washing
It makes me uncomfortable. That’s by design.
What an open door to asylum seekers looks like
A Laredo pastor and his family are hard at work helping others, on both sides of the border.
Examining whiteness through “reparative writing”
Jess Row asks what happens when alienation turns to rage.
A lapsed Catholic’s unexpected devotion
Searching for the Mary statue from her childhood, Sonja Livingston found much more.
The SAT is unfair. My son is studying for it anyway.
It’s hard to quit the college admissions game.
The precarious position of evangelical women celebrities in the church
“These women are a puzzle hidden in plain sight.”
When forgetting is more useful than remembering
Some things are better forgotten, says Lewis Hyde.
How Sister Helen Prejean became a “social justice sister”
“What saves us is learning how to love, even to the point of death.”
The holiness of Toni Morrison’s fictional worlds
Faith, in Morrison’s novels, is about improvising a way toward freedom.
Four people, one church
Cara Wall writes beautifully about something novelists rarely address: a mainline Protestant congregation.
Toni Morrison writes about race, religion, and her own fiction
Our language isn’t neutral. It has history embedded within it.
Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah’s short stories reveal the insanity and violence of our society
Evoking the murders of unarmed black men, this collection is meant to appall us.
A physicist explores mystical experience
Alan Lightman asks great questions about science and religion. His answers are sometimes frustrating.
A white, southern pastor takes a hard look at the sin of racism
“It’s not that Southerners don’t get racial issues. We just don’t get them right.”
From Bethlehem to Jericho by foot
As we hiked the Abraham Path, I realized that every step was inescapably political.