Why War Is Not the Answer (1)

Why War Is Not the Answer (1)

When I was nine years old, we moved to a house with fields and woods and a creek. Several of our neighbors were Quakers, but this didn’t stop me from fantasizing about war. This illusion was helped along by a neighbor boy named Kevin who told me the hole in the glass...
Why War Is Not the Answer (1)

Does God Talk to Us?

I met a man recently who believes God speaks to him. Not in the way we have customarily believed God communicates with us, through the historic tenets of the Church, or through the Bible, or the witness of Jesus. He believes God speaks to him in a voice he can hear...
Why War Is Not the Answer (1)

This Is No Time for Silence

I was talking with some friends this past week and asked them, if they didn’t mind, to tell the rest of us their earliest memory. After a while I noticed a pattern emerging. No one described a mundane memory. Instead, the memories were either fun or painful. One man...
Why War Is Not the Answer (1)

The Power We Have

When I was growing up, a man in our town ran for town board. He had the same last name as a well-respected citizen and just enough people were confused by the similarity in names that he was elected. He made the mistake in assuming that since he’d been elected to...