Although we played by the rules and didn’t do anything wrong, there is no longer a place for us in the Christian Reformed Church.

I’ve long lived out on the edges of certainty. And yet the Reformed community welcomed and made space for me.

“You need to work on your identity crisis at a different institution.” With those words Dean Boender sent me packing.  It was 1979, I was

Five years ago, our church didn’t know the difference between a gravamen and a grommet. Today, we’re facing remarkably difficult decisions about our place in