Craving a Roofless Place

Christian-living books and letting oneself be made

Almost every day another envelope arrives. I sheepishly open it and pull out another book. This one on seeds, this one on moss, that one a memoir from a forest ranger, and that one a deep dive on fungi. Another one on the theology of land and another on the question of to whom the land belongs. I say to Nate, “It’s for research,” and he says to me, “You…