I guess it’s our turn now. After watching the Presbyterians and Lutherans devour themselves over welcoming LGBTQ people, you might think we in the Reformed

An Old Testament professor was leading an adult discussion group. The conversation turned to the depth and beauty of the Hebrew notion of “blessing.” Surprisingly,

Merry tenth day of Christmas! Lords a leaping, I believe. Forgive me for dragging us back to Christmas. You can put on your Christmas music

Nothing like an unexpected pregnancy to motivate your job search. At least we had an interview. But we were unknowns. We had no connections. No

I remember the pictures vividly—people standing in line for hours to cast their ballot. All of the tragedies and tears, the bloodshed and bravery had

As time passes and age creeps up, windows of possibility slide nearly closed. Time runs short. Hopes are not realized. Parents who never turn out

I have this weird knack of looking for Calvinism-of-a-sort, oddly appearing in pop culture, especially music and sappy romantic love. It’s not a full-time job.

You probably heard the story of the Christian caught in a flood. An emergency responder pounds on his door, “Get out! Evacuate! The water is