That’s one good thing about sheltering in place.
Life of Faith
We’re too often blind to what God sees.
When all days seem alike, maybe the best unit of measure is love.
We gave our readers a one-word writing prompt: “Plate.”
We seem to be relearning the social benefits of building community with our not-so-close neighbors.
After the resurrection, the disciples’ words failed too.
What am I to make of your singular desire for milk?
I'm standing by Lake Michigan for the first time, but it already knows me.
We are urged into the desert of retreat, and we are afraid.
I’ve been thinking about a French horn teacher I once had.
Maybe Christianity’s best appeal is its courage in the face of all that wounds, rips, and ravages.
I'm immunocompromised. My ability to attend worship has long been determined by the CDC.
A guide to religious education during the climate crisis
For Jennifer Ayres, it’s crucial to name our ecological identity and responsibility.
The Book of Lamentations resonates with the stories of oppressed immigrants and refugees.
We stay home. We look out for others. We wait—but for what?
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