I’ve noticed in some meetings I’ve been in of late that “mapping” seems to one of the metaphors of the moment. As in: “we need

Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don’t let the bastards grind you down.[1] A bit cheeky, perhaps a little rebellious. Definitely fun to say (And I’ve read

A couple of weeks ago, it was my turn to be the storyteller for the elementary school age kids during Sunday School. Our theme for

About a week ago–probably because I’m always tempted to do anything else when I’m supposed to be grading–I agreed to participate in a survey about

I’m always glad to remember that Easter is a season, not just one holy day. After all, restoration is not a moment–it is an arduous, painful process.

Like many churches, mine is hosting services throughout this Holy Week. On Monday, I was asked to start off the proceedings with a short meditation. Perhaps

with Jane Zwart It’s been cold here in west Michigan and snowy. Spring seems a long way off. And Lent seems darker than ever: a

When I was in Italy last month for Calvin’s interim term, I took my students to one of my favorite places in Florence: San Marco,

I spent the past month with Calvin College students studying Dante’s Divine Comedy in Florence. Of course, whatever one is studying, no visit to Florence