I wonder what sort of a tale we’ve fallen into - 11.24.25

Bonhoeffer’s reflection: Who am I? - 11.22.25

Two symbiotic rhythms: solitude and community - 11.21.25

From wish dream to divine reality - 11.20.25

Confronting the wish dream of community - 11.19.25

The Christian belongs not to the cloistered life - 11.18.25

Life Together - 11.17.25

One writer’s rule of life - 11.15.25

My personal habit stacking (before I knew what that was) - 11.14.25

Habit Stacking - 11.13.25

A concrete plan of action - 11.12.25

Implementation Intention - 11.11.25

Sit down and figure the cost - 11.10.25

I need to talk… 11.8.25

The God-setting-things-right - 11.7.25

He saw himself as he was - 11.6.25

Their throats are gaping graves - 11.5.25

No one’s living right; I can’t find a single one - 11.4.25

My sins are staring me down - 11.3.25

This being human is a guest house - 11.1.25