
I Can’t Call Myself…
Then I said, “That’s why I can’t call myself a human being anymore!” The conversation had been about impoverished parents selling their children into the
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Then I said, “That’s why I can’t call myself a human being anymore!” The conversation had been about impoverished parents selling their children into the
Margaret Thatcher, the former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, died on April 8, 2013. To the extent I can recall, she was celebrated for
The large pencils carried in the protests and vigils after the Charlie Hebdo massacre in Paris, caught my eye. I think they reminded me of
It was one of the most memorable meetings of my life, hastily called without a clear reason why. When I entered the room I could
Joy doesn’t come easily to me. Or more accurately, exuberance. Skipping like a lamb isn’t a way I typically emote. Is it my Dutch Reformed
Ladies and Gentlemen: John the Baptizer is missing! JB: I am not missing. I am right here. I simply no longer wish to be associated
The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. Armistice. Marked as the official end of World War I. The origin of Veterans
A couple months back, I sat in an Iowa pasture with 14,000 others to see Bill and Hillary. Don’t read too much into that. It
Today we welcome guest blogger Daniel Meeter, the pastor of Old First Reformed Church in Brooklyn, New York. Thanks, Daniel! My personal motto is Philippians
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