In Flint, we know something about nostalgia and despair—and hope.
Yes, there's violence. But there's also God's faithfulness and care.
How can people tell the difference between a prophet and a phony?
The Gospel reading speaks of the world ending. For some people in the pews, it is.
Forget the tower. The problem is that everyone "had the same words."
We want to know God, but we also want to be known.
The criteria for separating sheep from goats do not include a confession of faith.
There is abundant documentation of the intertestamental period. We just haven't read it.
Some parables sound like bad jokes.