Human confidence in what we think we know for certain almost always involves hope in things unseen.
What do seeing oneself as a part of nature and seeing oneself as part of a massive demonstration have in common?
When does questioning spark joy, and when does it lead to frustration?
When do the languages of religion and science create commonality, and when do they create difference?
Despite the change around me, what is true and what is right has not changed, and some truths are not dependent on people to give them value.
Can religion — as a source of creative meaning — “inoculate” us against the fears that naturally arise?
We shouldn’t stop consulting traditional world maps, with their borders and demarcations. But we could probably all benefit from a glance at the Pale Blue Dot map, too.
What scientific and religious tools can we use to help us deal with trauma?
We are mindful of that web that connects all of us, and we will, God-willing, emerge to tread more softly, honoring one another in our shared human vulnerability.
Physically going to your mosque, temple, church, or place of worship continually predicts a longer life. Why would this be the case?