My mother holds a yellowed newspaper clipping in her hand as she answers the door. She stands wide-eyed looking at her grandson and says, “Are

With the Thanksgiving turkey, stuffing, and green bean casserole settling in our distended stomachs, we headed down to the unfinished basement of my Uncle Jack’s

When Jesus rose from the dead on Easter morning he rose as the beginning of the new world that Israel’s God had always intended to

I recently returned to Canada for a two-week sojourn to teach at the University of Toronto. This was a homecoming of sorts—to my “home and

There’s really nothing else like it, at least in a very long time, if ever. The audaciousness, even presumption, is already there quite plainly in

Psalm 121 is the sort of psalm we might post on our refrigerators and bulletin boards, right alongside “I know the plans I have for