Life of Faith
Dear Jesus, Am I broken enough yet?
At youth group and church camp, I learned to perform my own unworthiness. It took years to recognize the spiritual harm this caused.
Can we live without cars?
A pair of new books can challenge Christians to see transportation as an expression of the beloved community.
Does God care what I wear to church?
While my thinking on this question has shifted, at the core of my being there is still a well-dressed girl from Queens.
Learning humility as a student pastor
Field education invites us to the lifelong work of discovering the Holy Spirit through our stunning inadequacies.
A farewell to snow
Louise Erdrich’s Future Home of the Living God reminds me how much we have to mourn as we enter a climate dystopia.
Ecclesiastes and the heart-wrenching lives of migrants
Helen Boursier explores spirituality before, during, and after people decide to cross into the United States.
My new understanding of mountaintop faith
Together, the Psalms and the Korean concept of han have changed my perspective on the emotional Christianity of my childhood.
Insecurity and the problem of evil
One of my more shameful memories comes from my time coaching youth soccer as a teenager.
A heart broken open
When the teenager stepped into the pulpit, her IV pump slung over her shoulder, the congregation grew quiet.
June 15, Trinity C (Proverbs 8:1-4, 22-31)
Wisdom is frisky and frolicking. She reminds us that God created our impulse to learn and to grow.
Walking Palestinian children to school
The Israeli government’s expansion of its warfare into the West Bank has me thinking about my time there almost a decade ago.
The DSM in one hand and the Summa in the other
Psychiatrist Warren Kinghorn mines the theology of Thomas Aquinas to construct a robust vision of mental health.
A road trip to Noah’s Ark
My in-laws took the whole family to a monument to young earth creationism. What could go wrong?
Still seeking justice for George Floyd
Five years after an infamous murder, George Floyd Square in Minneapolis remains a site of protest, lament, and mutual aid.