Acts

In Acts, the gospel takes on organizational structure.

Divisions mark our society—and our churches. What could possibly bring us together?

We are divided. We do not abide each other well.

Will we be a people who wait for the promises of God with open hearts?

Paul's approach in Athens is refreshing.

Willie James Jennings writes about tangible things—bodies, incarceration, healing—with graceful language that’s hard to pin down.

When we read biblical narratives, we tend to imagine ourselves as the protagonist.

Acts 7:55–60; Psalm 31:1–5, 15–16; 1 Peter 2:2–10; John 14:1–14

Until Christians can all share the Lord’s Supper, the rift continues. But there is no denying how massively the ground has shifted.

Nine trans Christians tell their stories.

In Athens, the apostle bears witness—and doesn't try to be cool.

Many people are bound. Some don’t even know it. The difference between being free and being bound is at the center of our Gospel text this week.

Those who heard the disciples preach on Pentecost comprehended the message in their own language. But that was only the beginning.

Go to Google Images and look at some depictions of the ascension. This makes clear how difficult a festival this is for contemporary believers to celebrate.

In Acts comes Luke’s imaginative way to build upon ancient stories. The tongues of fire are no longer seen from afar on top of God’s mountain. And the multiplicity of languages becomes God’s vehicle for bringing salvation to the entire world.

Pentecost offers a vision for Europe: not one megastate or one system for everything, but a model of diversity as peace.

On Ascension Day, with the readings from Luke and Acts in danger of being embalmed by archaism, the reading from Ephesians is a gift.

While the apostles welcome Matthias into his new role, I want to sit with Barsabbas, the one who was rejected.

"I dream of walking the streets of Damascus," sighed a Syrian refugee whose radio interview I heard on my evening commute. His voice trailed off into a wistful silence. I had been engrossed in his story, but at the interview's end, my mind connected the refugee's lament and longing for a Damascus road story of long ago.