“Daddy, Who Is God?”

“Daddy, Who Is God?”

I am in charge of my daughters’ heads. It’s an awesome responsibility, and one that I don’t undertake lightly. In fact, it’s probably the most important task I will ever embark on. I often feel as if every step I’ve taken along my own path has led me to these two...
Silently Penitent

Silently Penitent

I am on the B Train, reading the stark, black typeface of today’s headline: Religious Murders Escalate. The picture of the most recent victim stares up at me. A man this time, probably late thirties. Pale face, blank eyes. I drop the paper to my lap. I loosen my tie...