

Artless Faith and the Dread of Death
It should’ve been February. The clouds canopied the North Carolina Museum of Art, jailing me in an internal promise land. I could easily...


White Fear and Black Need
I woke up in the Croatan National Forest just outside of New Bern wondering where I was. Loblolly pines stood like sentinels at the...


Stupid Hurts
The truck slowly lurched out of the pine forest like a big game cat stalking prey. The headlights streamed through the forest, straight...


Shutting Up the Screaming Man
depth of field /depq əv fi:ld/ n. 1 the zone of acceptable sharpness within a photo that will appear in focus. I am socially awkward,...


Beauty and Natural Disasters
There was an earthquake Thursday night. A pretty bad one from what I can gather. It occurred somewhere off the west coast of Mexico, just...


On Being a Wild Bird
I want to be a wild bird, a bird on the hunt, on the lookout. I want to build a nest in a tree over a swampy marsh, scout out prey, watch...


Total Eclipse
In 1979, ABC News journalist Frank Reynolds covered the last eclipse over the United States on live television. When it was over he said,...


A Road Without Turns
The long stretch of road climbs banks and hills and mountains and peaks and drops down down down valleys and bends. This road coils...


Juggling Jesus or The Unreasonableness of the Christian Life
Matches, cigarette lighters, a magnifying glass, and a flint striker – these were the secret arsenal of my childhood. When my parents...


The Killing River
The Killing River lulls you to pebbled banks, interrogates your beliefs, confronts you with God, and gives you a peace of surrendering as...