It's Lent, and we all know what that means: time for limericks.
From the Publisher
Peter W. Marty reflects on signs of grace and explores Christian witness
How do we retool after we speak irreverently or caustically?
Faith doesn't take away our suffering. It promises we're not alone.
If I were to put up a plaque at church, I’d want it to honor our crew of sextons.
If you haven't noticed, a lot of people are finding that worship doesn't fit their schedule.
We found a small, wrapped box next to Jesus. Should we open it?
Why did an early 20th-century artist leave us with a polydactyl Jesus? I have a few guesses.
Imagine talking about birth the way we talk about death.
When we baptize, we baptize individual people who have names.
The controversy over athletes kneeling during the national anthem reveals America's unholy trinity of patriotism, militarism, and sports.
The senator's questioning of a Catholic judicial nominee misrepresented the nature of faith—and overstepped the spirit, at least, of the Constitution.
Our staff operates under the premise that life is never dull.
When toxicity grows gradually, we get used to it. But we don't have to.
In worship, our moral compass is recalibrated—with the help of others.
I used to think racism could be surgically removed. But it's not that easy.