I am often mute in the face of injustice, unwilling to risk my relative comfort in the face of fear and chaos. After all, going

Lament arises from the disorientation we experience in the face of suffering and grief, wondering why God has not acted on our behalf.

I see you.One day, when I was having a very bad day, I was sitting at a stoplight feeling either bad about myself or bad

This piece is excerpted and adapted from Jared Ayers’ forthcoming book, You Can Trust A God With Scars, available from NavPress on September 9.

Seventeen years had passed since our last vacation to Au Train, a small town just 20 minutes from the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore.

Our Mennonite friends came from several ethnic backgrounds — Swiss-German, Low German, Russian — with histories of persecution and emigration to Pennsylvania, Virginia, Canadian prairie

One chief wanted to go home to where his ancestors were buried and was willing to die to make it happen. The other didn’t want

The exercise of finding hope in my present experience of God feels like an intellectual exercise. I know that God is with me and sustaining

Brueggemann regularly alludes to this counter world, this alternative frame of reference that Scripture invites us to inhabit.