We miss a lot when we don't invite children's presence and participation in worship.
Selected posts from around our network of affiliated bloggers
My church is part of a group hosting Syrian refugees. When an Orthodox priest from Homs visited, we were reminded how much they've lost—but also of our shared faith.
By walking the path set out for me, I cede control of my destination.
The shock of Easter isn’t just the empty grave. It’s that God comes back from death and doesn’t condemn the unrighteous ones who put him there.
The individual right to gun ownership is the law of the land. Until it isn't.
Crucifixes are decidedly un-victorious objects.
Do we see God not only in nature's beauty, but in its untamable power?
I received word of the Marshall County High School shooting while reading a 900-year-old prayer for peace.
Creating art can seem futile in a world that prefers power and might to truth and beauty. But we've been here before.
In my three-year-old son's bathtime play, the Spirit still hovers over the water.
Maybe Advent is really a wild season, full of things we cannot control.
Nearly half of everyone who went to the state's polls voted for Roy Moore—and most of them are Christians. Can I be reconciled with them?
Please don’t judge me, but I am taking a fair amount of pleasure in watching powerful men being publicly called out for their misdeeds.
Noise and nausea share etymological roots.
We need a place where we can talk about why mass shootings happen.