What Grown-Ups Do

By Emily Provance I NEVER KNEW HER NAME, but she sat there wiggling in a Tweety Bird sweatshirt. School in Loltuleilei, Kenya, was supposed to start at 6:00pm for the shepherds, but my little friend couldn’t tell time, or didn’t have a clock–or maybe didn’t...

God, Make It Possible

By Emily Provance Dear Friends, In June, I did an experiment. I had noticed that my Facebook feed was overwhelmingly political. It used to be filled with photographs of kittens and updates about people’s babies, but now, it was nothing but news article after...

The First Day

By Emily Provance I THINK OF WEDNESDAY, MARCH 11, as the beginning. For me, two things happened that day. First, I received a barrage of communications: emails, phone calls, text messages, social media contacts. “Who has a plan? What’s the Center for Disease Control...

Chesed by Pizza

By Emily Provance “The obligations of normal human kindness — chesed, as the Hebrew has it — that, we all owe.” Madeleine L’Engle, A Ring of Endless Light EACH MODE OF TRAVEL — bus, train, plane, automobile — has its own character. I find buses to be the...