Brian Bantum
Stretched between life’s verses
The future is scary: we simply don’t know, and it flies toward us anyway.
Stretched between life’s verses
The future is scary: we simply don’t know, and it flies toward us anyway.
After every election, I turn to Tolstoy
His challenges to the left and right alike are devastating and timely.
The gift of interfaith difference
At the Muslim community center, I felt the tension of our divergence. But I also sensed gratitude.
Festival of the child
At Christmas, the least grown-up parts of us have free rein.
Advent in the squatters’ camp
As a human rights worker during Argentina’s Dirty War, I learned to read the signs.
My word for 2024 was monasticism
One highlight of the year was a busy week in a cabin with three friends and a dog.
My protector was not on the ballot this fall
I look to the hills, not to a politician.
Lessons from the land of lake effect snow
Life can be as unpredictable as the weather in upstate New York. But God’s steadfast love endures forever.
Ancestral blessings
I attended a talk by a pastor who begins services by asking, “Who do you bring into worship with you?”
Keep swinging for the fences
My decades of church life have been full of the stuff one might expect from a place that promises God and only sometimes delivers.
Divine silence
A Quaker colleague taught me how stillness exercises agency, how it acts upon worshipers.
Microdrama in Trafalgar Square
It happened in 20 seconds. I pondered it for days.
Please, tell me what it says in the original Greek
My word for 2024 was monasticism
My protector was not on the ballot this fall
After every election, I turn to Tolstoy
Advent in the squatters’ camp
Keep swinging for the fences
Divine silence
Ancestral blessings
Stretched between life’s verses
Lessons from the land of lake effect snow
Mourning prayer
Conspiracies of goodness
The gift of interfaith difference
Why church marketing won’t work with Gen Z
Vegetables that are fearfully and wonderfully made
Being salt