We were asked to make a list of goals for our marriage. I only remember two, and we failed at both.

Of course, we never met. Bob is three years older than I am, closer to my sister’s age. He went to Catholic school.

My dad said something to an usher, and from that press of people we were singled out and led down a hallway to a closed

In retirement, my wife and I have ended up at an Episcopal Church. And a handful of my retired ministerial colleagues have done the same.

Fascism seems less like a coherent ideology or governing philosophy, and more like an energy, an ethos, a societal temperament.

While I brace for impact, I have some secret sympathies for Marcion’s claim that we should do away with the Old Testament.

As a oncer, I wasn’t privy to the rather smug, insider adage. “Oncers become nonecers.” I’m glad to say, I’m counterevidence.

Today we’re going to take a look at The Best of 2025 in the Reformed Journal. There’s really no way, of course, to evaluate “best”