Leaving your religion and having to invent your own system of values is a big deal, after all.

Maybe I’m strange and perverse, but I’ve always thought there was something sexy about a compelling argument.

A Christian is supposed to be in the world, and yet not of the world–a Both/And as perplexing and demanding as the Either/Or that precedes the life of faith. I’m at once a pure, beautiful,...

I want to see the world without explaining away its mystery by calling things wicked, righteous, sinful, and good. I want to erase in myself the easy explanations, the always mendacious explanations about why things...