It's a beautiful Sunday morning, until the pastor breaks the mood.
Monday lectionary email, archived here on Friday.
If it's in the first verse of Romans 5, it must be important to Paul.
It all starts with poetry.
I've experienced Pentecost as sweet, serious, or neither.
At the airport, waiting to put her on the plane, we cast our shared anxiety on God.
Will we be a people who wait for the promises of God with open hearts?
Paul's approach in Athens is refreshing.
When we read biblical narratives, we tend to imagine ourselves as the protagonist.
On Good Shepherd Sunday, it's tempting to wander there beside the still waters.
Whoever he is, he’s as upset as the 12-turned-11.