
When God Keeps Pestering
When my brother came out as gay in 1990, I buried my head in the sand. I was too anxious to hold the tension between
When my brother came out as gay in 1990, I buried my head in the sand. I was too anxious to hold the tension between
It’s a transition rain in the dark outside my window. It’s heavy and fragrant. The air is soft. Winter is passed and the world is
John 12:23-25; 27-28a What is a good death? I often taught this poem in a Narrative Medicine course in my role as ethics consultant in
Today is my birthday. Sometime during my mid-twenties, I began to lose track of my age. In part, I’ve never been great with numbers —
On Wednesday I was on a phone call with Iowa Senator Grassley. On the line with me were people from around the state of Iowa—many
This past Ash Wednesday, I stood outside in the cold waiting for cars to pull into our Covid-safe drive-thru imposition of ashes. There were not
We live in a truth-deficient age. The explosive growth of “information” sources on talk radio, cable TV, and the Internet has not, ironically, resulted in
Have you visited the newly refreshed Reformed Journal site?For example, try Travis West’s essay, Learning Lament: Remembering Tina. There are enough essays, poems, and book
In a conversation with a colleague yesterday the topic of popular conceptions of science came up. We noted together that in the past year and
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