I’m Reformed for a bunch of reasons. My reasons aren’t the same now as they were back when I was an arrogant eighteen-year-old, when I

It was five in the morning, the time in his experience—between four and five—when the condemned was wakened to be led out. It was always

Isn’t that fascinating? According to the framers of the catechism there is a symbiotic and inextricable relationship between Jesus Christ and those who love and

Plumb—true, precise, upright. According to my skewed memory, “plumb” was one of my grandfather’s favorite words. As a boy, when we would work on little

It’s that time of year when most of us are savoring the last little remembrance of summer and watching the torrent of greens make a

My mother holds a yellowed newspaper clipping in her hand as she answers the door. She stands wide-eyed looking at her grandson and says, “Are

With the Thanksgiving turkey, stuffing, and green bean casserole settling in our distended stomachs, we headed down to the unfinished basement of my Uncle Jack’s

When Jesus rose from the dead on Easter morning he rose as the beginning of the new world that Israel’s God had always intended to

I recently returned to Canada for a two-week sojourn to teach at the University of Toronto. This was a homecoming of sorts—to my “home and