I began to starve myself to death, and with an experience of sickness that infiltrated into every fiber of my physical, mental and spiritual being. 'What is sin' and 'what does it mean to be a sinner' became intensely personal questions for me.
This was the Summer of the Broken and now Labor Day marks its official end. If the universe was sending me a message -- and I believe she was -- it is that I cannot forever ignore the sagging, splintered pieces of my life's machinery.
A friend said that she recently saw photos of men who had been incarcerated at Guantanamo prison and that the photos expressed each man's human digni...
Barack Obama's two consecutive days of offense seem to have already paid small dividends: the McCain campaign feels compelled to defend their candidat...