One way or another, probably all of us are pondering the possibility of hope these days. Some days we “feel” hope, some days we “do”

We are becoming merely homo phagon—humans who consume, from the Greek phago, to devour. We are all mouth.

Of course, things could be worse. You could find yourself in a frightening blank nothingness in which you can’t find any WiFi. You might have

Domination and destruction are easy and cruel. Serving, building, creating: that takes humility, which is true strength. So how can we provide a counter-narrative in

This is the commemorative hundredth-anniversary book for Alpine Avenue Christian Reformed Church, the church in which I grew up. The anniversary occurred in 1981 when

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled.” I believe I have reached the age where I start to

Come to think of it, Miss P proposes instead that Canada take over the US. All the US states could become nice Canadian provinces, and

The news media reports on all this, of course, so our little brains are filled with the ugliest discourse-sludge. Here’s my point: the discourse itself