Doug McKelvey



What I Told My Daughters

By Doug McKelvey

God was always reminding the Israelites of the story they were dropped into at birth. The story that began long before they were born, before their people were even a people; the story that would continue long after any individual had reached the end of his or her life span. Old Testament scripture records those repeated remindings of identity, calling, and sacred responsibility, until those scriptures themselves became a perpetual reminder.

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Common Trepidations Encountered in Collaborations

By Doug McKelvey

When you write a book it becomes somehow precious to you. Precious in the way that a child is precious.

Kind of.

Okay, not quite that precious. Read More ›

On the Possibility of Being Met in Winter

By Doug McKelvey

I experience winter, if not as a kind of death, then at least as a closing in of the margins of life.

The light grows shorter, the cold creeps in. The days betray, ending too soon.

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Remembering What We Mean

By Doug McKelvey

“Fairy tales say that apples were golden only to refresh the forgotten moment when we found that they were green. They make rivers run with wine only to make us remember, for one wild moment, that they run with water.” –G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy

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When People Move Here, They Stay Here

By Doug McKelvey

As a kid (having already fallen under the influence of cartoonist Walt Kelly) I found great humor in the excesses of advertising pitches and promises. I would make up my own Read More ›