the YALE LOGOS
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Submission
Dec 2, 2012 | Jeanni Hwang TD ‘14
I thrive in solitude. I loved independence. I'd convinced myself I was a natural at serene self-assurance. Like a swan.
Often when I'm puzzled about where certain traits of mine come from, I just need to look back a bit. I grew up learning to handle most things myself. My parents never asked me if I had finished my homework before going to bed, if I had documents for them to sign that permitted me to watch PG-13 clips of films in class, which flight I booked online before I booked them.
Thanksgiving Prayer
Nov 21, 2012 | Shelly Kim PC ‘15
Christianity and Feminism
Nov 25, 2012 | April Koh TD '14
I am a Christian.
I am a Yale student.
I am a woman.
Three identities that are not too hard to piece together, especially when you don't think too much about it. A smart Christian girl. You see those everywhere. No surprise.
But press the issue a little harder. Look a little closer, and you'll see that those identities don't really blend all so well--
No More Than I Already Am
Oct 26, 2012 | Shelly Kim PC '15
My mom visited me over the past several days. It was a beautiful time.
As we talked and caught up on life, I realized that my relationship with my mom looks less like it did when I was 5 and more like that of two sisters or friends. But I am no less my mom's daughter. In fact, I am learning more of what that actually means.
Rooted
Nov 26, 2017 | By Sarah Geach PM ’20
If you were a tree, you would understand. If you were a tree, you would know what it is like to have roots. You would know what it is like to have a trunk. You would also know what it is like to have branches. And leaves. And fruit. As someone coming from somewhere extremely different, extremely strange, and extremely foreign, I have a vague idea of what it is like to be a tree.
Shorelines
Feb 25, 2017 | By Christian Olivier TC '20
Stuttering. According to the National Stuttering Association (Yes, it exists.), it is “what happens when you have too much tension in the muscles that help you produce speech or when those parts of your body involved in talking don’t work together.” As is the brain of a stutterer, there is no anatomical harmony. One camp is moving much faster than the others. For me, that was my brain. My speech pathologist said my thoughts were going faster than my mouth could keep up. It was a twisted form of the Tortoise and the Hare, except slow and steady was not winning the race.
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