“Crucifixion” Articles

We are called to embrace our physicality, offering to God the sorrows and the sweetness of physicality.

Blasphemous reminds us that we too often reduce our mysterious God to a player on both sides of a cosmic chess game.

A fallen world displays a prodigal beauty, even a horrendous beauty at times.

We can pretend that bodies are shrines to our youth, but they are better considered as places. They can be havens and homes. They can be agents of mercy. But what they aren’t meant to be is preserved.