Tag Archives: Fyodor Dostoevsky
Love Interferes
i have perhaps forgottenhow, always (fromthese hurrying crudititiesof blood and flesh) Lovecoins His most gradual gesture, and whittles life to eternity.e.e. cummings In Fyodor Dostoevsky’s magnum opus, The Brother Karamazov, he offers one of the most compelling imaginings of who Christ is through a startling, doubt-filled lens, in the chapter: The Grand Inquisitor. Written from […]
Be Perfect?
There are days when I transform into a yelling mom. As my impatience and frustration grows I increase in decibels, often hypocritically so, as I am telling my sons to speak kindly to one another. My husband is patient in reminding me to take a step back, and speak calmly with a gentle tone. I […]
Can We Know Jesus Without the Church?
I have a terrible habit of interrupting people. We’re part of a small group through our church that meets once a week, and I often get carried away and inevitably fail to remind myself not to speak over someone. It’s a selfish and prideful habit, stemming from thinking too highly of myself, as though what […]
Oceans Never Fill 