I suspect the police officer who shot Walter Scott, and the jurors at his trial, were shaped similarly to how I was as a child in North Carolina.
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Even popular holiday movies echo the message of the season: repent!
Like everything else in human experience, sometimes our longings need to be reoriented and redeemed.
Repentance—getting in touch with our roots—is the ultimate retro.
Part of being a pastor is dealing with impossible expectations for worship.
There are no questions about where I have been, as he flings chubby toddler arms around my neck.
Through sharing the Eucharist in a public park, homeless people and those with houses become one body.
Department of Labor regulations taking effect on December 1 exposed a dirty little secret of the nonprofit sector.
Aren't we fools for believing Isaiah's vision of peace?
The pastor gave me a tract with Psalm 46 when I was 15 and hospitalized after I had overdosed.