We follow the well-trodden paths of our traditions – candlelight services and caroling, Luke 2 and presents under the tree, Christmas movies and gingerbread houses.

What if this darkness is not the darkness of the tomb but the darkness of the womb?

What if the way we would want to be loved differs from the way the person we are trying to love wants to be loved?

My primary orientation is toward the past. I learned this when a friend and fellow enneagram-enthusiast told me that different numbers on the enneagram have

On Sunday afternoon, I led my last worship service as an ordained Minister of the Word in the Christian Reformed Church in North America. The

Tomorrow morning, my husband and I will be helping our oldest daughter move into her dorm room at Queen’s University here in Kingston, Ontario. It

Margaret[1] and I had a proper visit last week – not a quick hello, but a nice long sit-down. Margaret, a resident in the long-term

I love the serenity prayer. Throughout my years of preaching, I’ve used it in all sorts of ways: to inspire surrender (God, grant me the

Our church has the most delightful set of individual communion cups. No two of them are alike. One Sunday a few years ago, one of