When the church gets it wrong

by Samuel Wells

The woman looked at me with fear, pain, and trust—all things that the church has instilled in its faithful all these centuries.

A garden of gratitude

Poet Ross Gay

interview by Amy Frykholm

"I've learned a lot from working with trees. More important, I've worked with people on imagining how to love each other."

Other kinds of others

A Chapel Hill church redefines ‘open and affirming’

by Jesse James DeConto

It was the congregation's pro-LGBTQ stance that brought Robbyn Davis-Ellison's family to United Church. The commitment to racial justice kept them there.

When learning hurts

Content warnings in seminary classrooms

by Leanna K. Fuller

Theological educators don't just teach a particular kind of content. We also model a process for engaging with sensitive issues.

When the church gets it wrong

A garden of gratitude

Poet Ross Gay

Other kinds of others

A Chapel Hill church redefines ‘open and affirming’

When learning hurts

Content warnings in seminary classrooms

Am I wheat or straw?

Jeremiah 23:23–29

Aug 12, 2016 by Elizabeth Palmer

"What has straw in common with wheat?" A lot, on the surface.

What is church?

Aug 11, 2016 by Diane Roth

Earlier this summer we held Vacation Bible School at our church. We had a morning program mostly for the children at our preschool, a few of their older sisters and brothers, and a few of our congregation's children as well.

But this year, we added something new.

Protesting our neighbors

Aug 11, 2016 by Matt Gesicki

When I started my graduate studies in theology last year, I never anticipated a curriculum with vocabulary like air rights, luxury condominiums, or student protest. But Union Theological Seminary faces an ethical and financial conundrum, one that threatens to fracture our community from within.

In October, Union president Serene Jones announced a controversial plan to address exigent renovations and repairs to the campus’s infrastructure.

I, too, am America

Aug 10, 2016 by Shana L. Haines

I was born in California. One side of my family immigrated to the United States in the early 17th century. The other side of my family arrived on tightly packed ships filled with misery and tears. We have been American for a long time.

Yet, it wasn’t until a cool night in November 2008 that I felt a sense of belonging.

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