In divinity school, professors engaged my heart and mind—and began the process of helping me figure out what I believed and whether it was important enough to give my life to it.
I don't much like the days and weeks after Christmas. Christmas takes so long to get here, with preparations and anticipation building from mid-November on. And then, sometime during the day of December 25, it all collapses.
When the church was under siege, passing the peace was important to members meeting in secret. Today, it’s a part of the service I dread.
We've been told that millennials are selfish, greedy and narcissistic. But the young adults I know don't fit this stereotype.
The miracle of love is that the more you love, the more alive you are. Keeping Christmas is believing in the transforming power of love.
I have come to understand that incarnation says at least as much about the world, nature and humankind as it does about God.
The proximity of Thanksgiving and Advent evokes in me an awareness and celebration of the ways God comes into the world.
In a recent public conversation, I was touched by Richard Mouw's kindness and civility. It gave me hope for my church.
I have great respect and gratitude for our democratic system. But my respect and gratitude are being tried.
I'm on the fence about military action in Syria. So I do what those of us on the fence ought to be doing: I pray.
World Communion Sunday is one of the best ideas Presbyterians ever had. But it doesn't seem to be considered as important as it once was.
I wanted to join a group of pastors going to the March on Washington. But I had young children—and no money for bus fare and meals—so I didn’t. I've rued it ever since.
I think and convey ideas more clearly at a desk with a pen in hand than I do on my feet in front of a group of listeners. That’s why books about writing and reading occupy much of my time.
I support my church's requirement that retired clergy stay away. But nobody warned me how much I would miss all this—or if they did, I wasn't listening.
In this world of constant change, one thing remains predictable: the WSJ will never miss an opportunity to bash mainline churches.
It has been a season of losses. I've been reminded of the importance of knowing how to respond, and how not to.
My hope is that those of us who rely on the Century today will create the financial strength to guarantee that there will be a Century in the future.
Wrigley Field and Fourth Presbyterian Church both opened in 1914. It's the perfect image of my lifelong connection to God and baseball.
Graduation season reminds me that you can do a whole lot worse than give your heart to a college.
I recently watched my granddaughter and other teens with Down syndrome perform Shakespeare—with emotion, wit and passion.
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