Hope was always there
For a long time I sat with Mary at Jesus' tomb—sad, weeping, hopeless.
For a long time I sat with Mary at Jesus' tomb—sad, weeping, hopeless.
The college students I teach are right to be disappointed by the current political system. Can they help us move beyond it?
I feel like I've heard a lot about tax collectors lately. This Sunday we will read about Zacchaeus, the chief tax collector and wee little man who climbed a tree to see Jesus in Luke 19:1–10. Last Sunday, we heard the parable of the Pharisee and the tax collector and their revealing prayers in Luke 18:9–14. But it's more than that.
What will we do on November 9?
Expressing gratitude to God only makes sense if you do it even on the bad days.
Walking through the battleground of Manassas, Virginia, conjures up visions of what happens when mutual respect breaks down in society.
In borrowing rituals from religion, Alain de Botton says deeper truth doesn't matter. Is that false?
A one-word change in the parable of the tax collector and the Pharisee could make a world of difference.
It's not mere chance that the Pacific Northwest was spared worse destruction in the storm last week.
When Bible ministry leader Beth Moore spoke out this week about the objectification of women, I remembered something my wife taught me.