Faith on View

Christianity, Trump, Post-Truth, Coronavirus

Yes, the title of this essay seems a bit disjointed. But, that is a perfect reflection of how I feel. There is a lot I have been trying to process recently. I will try to …

Johann Von Staupitz had no idea what he was getting into when he first met Martin Luther in 1506. Luther had recently left his legal studies at the University of Erfurt to embrace a life …

**This article was a work in progress updated as a repository of this story about the monument. It was a continually evolving story over three months. First published 6/25/20; last updated 9/26/20** To share this …

**This is an abridged version of the full 16,000+ word monument account which can be found here.** In 1812, my great-great-great-grandfather moved with his twenty slaves to east Tennessee. My middle name, Chambers, comes from …

My soul doth magnify the Lord. And my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded : the lowliness of his handmaiden: For behold, from henceforth : all generations shall call me …

Legacy Museum bronze sculptures depicting chained men, women and children.

When I was in Junior High School, I had a history teacher tell me during a class lecture on the Civil War era, that black slaves were “cared for and treated as family.” I …

No, I’m not talking about those pilgrims. Though the thought does raise the question of whether William Bradford would have created the Plymouth Plantation Podcast had such wizardry existed in his time. I’m using the …

The COVID-19 Pandemic has brought our collective worlds to a screeching halt, and now the world that is emerging looks very different as all of us learn to navigate new realities. While many clamor for …

Pandemics have stressed the fabric of human social structures throughout the course of history. Times of rampant sickness with their associated physical, mental, social, and spiritual tolls strip away the veneer of human societies to …

A painting of the naked biblical Job in a self comforting position with arms around himself.

I stand in front of the priest, waiting. Grinding a thumb into a container full of black dust, she reaches up and makes two marks on my head, one down, the other over. “Remember you …