Benjamin Perry

Dec 13, 2023 | benjaminperry.substack.com | Benjamin Perry

Sermon Text: Mark 1:1-8In our Scripture this morning, Mark is picking up the thread we heard in last week’s text from Isaiah. Invoking the prophet’s description about what God’s coming will look like—a future where mountains are flattened, the low places lifted up—the herald of this radical future is finally embodied. The big moment thousands of years of communal religious history has built toward is here.

Dec 2, 2023 | newyorkfolk.com | James White |Benjamin Perry |Arthur Brooks |Elijah Wolfson

This is an edition of The Wonder Reader, a newsletter in which our editors recommend a set of stories to spark your curiosity and fill you with delight. Sign up here to get it every Saturday morning. “When I decided to attend seminary … I told people it was to ‘find myself,’” Benjamin Perry wrote earlier this year. “That frame suggests that I yearned to forge a new identity and discover my future.

May 17, 2023 | marconews.com | Benjamin Perry |Samantha Irby

"Cry, Baby: Why Our Tears Matter" By Benjamin Perry c. 2023, Broadleaf Books $26.99, 225 pages Your nose is running. You need a tissue, stat, because you're a mess, tears on your chin, your eyes burn, and you're all snotty. You know you've been crying for long enough, but your brain won't tell your eyes that and so you can't stop. No worries. In the new book, "Cry, Baby" by Benjamin Perry, you'll see that your tears are actually beneficial.

May 15, 2023 | theatlantic.com | Benjamin Perry

There was no pivotal moment when I stopped crying. I can’t remember any traumatic incident in which I wept openly, was gruesomely mocked, and swore off tears. Yet by my early 20s, as surely as if I had cauterized my tear ducts, I hadn’t wept in years. If I wrote this about any other crucial biological process, such as pooping or sneezing, that statement would be remarkable; at the very least you’d suggest that I consult a doctor.

Apr 21, 2023 | mothernature.news | Benjamin Perry

By Benjamin PerryWhen I read news about the latest IPCC climate assessment report, or predictions of imminent mass extinction, I admit that the statistics — the exact degree of warming, the number of feet sea levels will rise, how many species will die — find fewer footholds in my brain than the overwhelming sorrow they elicit. To paraphrase Maya Angelou, I don’t always remember the numbers, but I remember how they make me feel.