The pandemic may have slowed things down, but we still feel the crush of expectations and demands, perhaps more so while working from home and sensing internal and external pressure to prove that we’re pulling our weight.
Steak-umm has dramatically subverted our expectations of advertisers’ behavior, winsomely reminding us of our interconnections and shared humanity in an environment that thrives only by desensitizing us to that reality.
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This past year, five people in particular stand out as offering especially needful words for our troubled times.
In RBG, West and Cohen offer a welcome salve for our society’s wounds, a celebration of Ginsburg as Ginsburg, irreducible to any political stance.
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The film’s accurately bleak depiction of a world without grace instills a powerful longing in viewers that reality might actually be otherwise.
To many, the world of The Handmaid’s Tale looks eerily similar to our contemporary moment.
Even now, those speaking loudest about the Trump tapes seem to overlook the exploited.
Making Manifest asks readers to engage in a holistic worship of God–involving mind, body, and spirit–combining devotional practice with imaginative reflection.
The saga of Selma echoes its clarion call to Christ’s body today to be faithful heralds of truth and justice, to live and labor in the hope of what we still can’t see except in fleeting glimpses and furtive glances.
In all these Christmas symbols and practices, in all their manifestations and iterations and alterations, we see humanity’s earnest, finite attempts to express the ineffable.
What we see through Katniss’s uneasiness in District 13 is the outworking of the Fall, as Adam and Eve’s sin separated them from God but also from each other.
Beyoncé and Jay-Z’s romp through the Louvre, punctuated by pastes and posts to her website, highlights a potentially disturbing trend of our culture.
The Fault in Our Stars portrays spirituality, particularly Christianity, as irrelevant to the brute fact of this fast-fading world rife with sorrow.
It’s tempting for me to let the tone of this interview diminish my appreciation for Robinson’s work, but that work is what highlights to me where she falls short in this discussion.
