A Letter from the interim Editor

Margot Friedländer would have deserved to be buried by significantly fewer hypocrites.

A Letter from the interim Editor

From childhood, I felt called to be an artist. I wanted to make things—but not just any things. I wanted to create things that last, because I believed that the best art long outlives the artist. I believed that if the work of my hands didn’t matter, then surely I didn’t matter. So I worked hard, determined to prove my worth. But I found that there was no room in my day for both my plans and God’s plans. The loud, persistent call for achievement…