One of the greatest mysteries of faith is that God loves us as is.
I preached a word of judgment. The stranger in the back row heard grace.
“We’ve lost the capacity to talk about the universality of brokenness—and belovedness.”
Theology is story, and Jones is a rousing storyteller.
Do practices make us better people? Lauren Winner isn't so sure.
Thirty years later my petty crime came back to haunt me.
I'm authorized to open seals, drive the chariot of fire, and pour out bowls of judgment. But wrestling someone?
Grace is an exchange, says Terra Schwerin Rowe—but not an economic one.
When our church received a windfall, we tried an experiment.
In response to our request for essays on the topic mistake, we received many compelling reflections. Here is a selection.
Molly Phinney Baskette's book is not a robust example of the Christian practice of confession. But she does offer a glimpse into the life of a church that is thriving against the odds.
Readers who found Pastrix to be a long, cool drink will find more refreshment here. Those who have tired of Nadia Bolz-Weber's cranky schtick will tire of it here as well.
I can still smell the wet canvas and sawdust of my father's revivals. He believed that any self-respecting revival was held in a tent.
It’s hard to deny these little echoes of the synoptics which John reshapes for his own dramatic purposes. It seems narratively wrong for Jesus to cleanse the temple at the beginning of his ministry rather than at the climactic end. It makes more sense if one hears Luke in the background ever so slightly—Jesus’ claiming of the temple as his father’s house and his identity as the Son. Here in John, he has just performed a miracle at his mother’s behest, bringing spirit into the most fleshly event of human life. Now he goes to what is supposedly a spiritual place and finds only flesh. No wonder he is annoyed.
There is a black lab—a student's guide dog—lying on the floor during chapel. As I preach, I wonder what the dog is thinking.