I sat across from my plate, stomach doing summersaults. My abuela’s hard-won labor laid before us, the smell of rice and beans, pernil and pie, all the things she knew we loved— decades of meaning ladled and diced, set on her last good china, all the family together and the years we lost between. I...
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It’s Thanksgiving here in the United States, where both TWI and a large portion of our readers are based. For those of you feasting today, Happy Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving begs the simple question: “To whom?” If we give thanks, that implies an object. Who is the recipient of our thanksgiving? For ancient Israel, the phrase “They...
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Let’s play a game. I’ll quote a Bible passage and omit the last word. See if you can fill in the blank. (If you already know this verse, this game loses its effect. And no cheating: Do not open your Bible for this game.) “Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children. And walk in...
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“And although it be not always so plentiful as it was at this time with us, yet by the goodness of God, we are so far from want that we often wish you partakers of our plenty.” — Edward Winslow, December 11, 1621, Mayflower passenger, speaking of the first Thanksgiving Most historians believe the American Pilgrims were...
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Numbers, the fourth book of the Bible, is undoubtedly the great book with the terrible marketing plan. The Greek title is arithmoi, the Latin numeri, and hence the English “Numbers,” a title that inspires only a few actuaries and statisticians to even open a sleepy eye. Yet, the New Testament insists that Numbers matters deeply...
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