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A Conversation with Bill Mallonee

Surely you’re familiar with the tale of some unrefined hillbilly purchasing a cheap plot of land, oblivious to the fortune in crude oil sloshing about just beneath the surface. Of course you are. Well, my Jed Clampett moment occurred toward the end of my Junior year of high school when I borrowed a Best Of 1995 compilation CD from a buddy of mine. I happened to be up late doing... Read More

5 Questions for Rosie Thomas


Editor’s Note: In honor of The Other Journal’s tenth anniversary, we’re featuring select articles from our archives throughout the spring and summer. Check back each Friday as we republish some of our favorite writing over the years. * * * TOJ: Your personality is so disarming and contagious that it seems to pave the way for the listener to engage the somewhat... Read More

John K. Roth, the Psalms of Lament and the Place of Theological Reflection on the Problem of Suffering


Terrence Tilley, in The Evils of Theodicy, argues against the adequacy of highly abstract theodicies which intentionally distance themselves from pastoral and practice-oriented questions.1 Instead of constructing theodicies, Christians should be prepared to give a “defense” against the problem of evil. What is the difference between a “theodicy” and a “defense?”... Read More

A Long Way To Fall

It would be a long way to fall. The tree had perfect placement, leaning slightly over the pond so we could be sure to miss the rocky bank when the water was low. Ben, Matt, and I had rushed back to my farm immediately after school, and were still in our school dress; khakis and a blue polo shirt. Matt had spotted the tree first and the three of us began inspecting it. “Branches... Read More

Sleeping By the Sea

The full moon is pure liquid lantern light Flowing through the boardwalk to the sea. The sandcastles lie in the silver night, With the wind and the waves and you and me. We wait for the tide to sweep us away In gray swan ships of water and surf. The stars will all fail to show us the way Streaking heaven with sorrow and mirth. Who knows how long we have lain side by side And dreamt... Read More