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Blog articles offer practical advice, personal experiences, and responses to current events from the vantage point of life in academia.

By Christine Twedt
I love going on road trips with friends. You learn a lot about your friends when you’re in the car with them for hours at a time. I have learned that Jill should never be given more than one Biggie Iced Tea during a trip, if you don’t want...
By Kathy Tuan-MacLean

For years, I rejected my call to be a leader. Or at least, I rejected embracing the identity of being a leader by calling everything I did that looked “leaderly” something else...

By Dorcas Cheng-Tozun

When I was fifteen, a blood test revealed that I was a carrier for the disease that had killed my father less than a year earlier. Two years later, my grandfather died of the same disease. I have lived with a subconscious sense of urgency ever since...

By Jessica Fox

For the many undergraduate attendees, Urbana conferences are rich with mountain-top experiences, diverse prayer opportunities, mission trip destinations, well-priced InterVarsity Press books, special-interest groups, and thousands of like-minded individuals. But what is it like to attend Urbana as a grad student?

By Tish Harrison Warren

Since my early twenties, I’ve gotten migraines. It is hard for me to describe them without sounding dramatic. They are, in actuality, a little dramatic. And they have shaped me, my life, my family, and my view of God.

By Anna Moseley Gissing

Dr. Christena Cleveland is a hero of mine: an accomplished social psychologist, associate professor at Duke, friend of The Well, a woman of vibrant faith. What does it mean when I say she is “one of us”? 

By Christine Jeske

For many people, commuting falls into a category alongside purgatory, jail time, and colonoscopies.  I like to hope these hours we while away in subways, buses, and highways have some greater potential...

By Ashley Van Dragt
When you grow up with divorced parents, Christmas is messy. I have this distinct memory of the first Christmas I spent with my newly single dad. When we got to his small, under-furnished apartment, I think it hit all of us...

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