The light turns green. I step into the crosswalk at River Avenue and 16th Street in downtown Holland, Michigan and as I do, a strange

20km. Easy pace. One day of each week of my distance-cycling training schedule last summer recommended this – a 20 km ride at an easy

By Heidi S. De Jonge Last summer, I let one of my parishioners take me golfing for the first time (and probably, the last). The

I read Kate Bowler’s memoir, Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved, in two sittings last week. I want to read it

By Heidi S. De Jonge There is a place I like to go in Kingston. I call it my horizon place. Driving or cycling down

By Heidi S. De Jonge Apparently, Monday, the 23rd of April, was World Book Day. I love books, but I’m beginning to wonder if I

by Heidi S. De Jonge What do you do with twenty-five years of sermons? A pastor died last year at the age of 54. His

by Heidi S. De Jonge December 2006. I sat in a chair in the room just off the side of the chapel at the Dominican