Maybe Advent is really a wild season, full of things we cannot control.
Selected posts from around our network of affiliated bloggers
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.
I'm an Episcopal priest. Why would I have a statue of the Blessed Virgin in my home?
How can we live for the glory of God alone?
In ecumenical relations, there's joy in discovering commonalities. But a deeper connection needs the messy differences.
What kind of church doesn't have Sunday school? An honest one.
I thought I'd have to earn the prisoners' respect in class. Instead they gave it freely.
There's a question that pervades Matthew's Gospel: who's in and who's out?
The olive-wood cross reminded me that Christ's sacrificial love is as close as the palm of my hand. Then I lost it.
Our convictions inevitably shape who we are.
It's time to get clear about what it means to be welcoming and affirming to LGBTQIA+ people.
There is an idea that has infected a lot of us: that things are worse than ever.