My Dad marched off the Calvin College graduation stage in June 1941 into the waiting arms of Uncle Sam’s army.

They sang hymns as the respiratory therapist slowly, slowly dialed down the air flow. There were tears in his eyes and his family wept as

When I hear people talking about the price of gas, I jokingly say, “What is this thing you call gas?”

The easygoing, breezy Christian pop music of my teenage years still feels incongruous with the anti-gay messages that prevailed in almost all evangelical churches. But,

I needed to learn how to be a dad to the life that was actually present instead of the life I was anticipating.

It feels captivating that the world might be cradled in the palm of a hand, not merely created by the love of God but sustained

The dominant Western social imaginary is individualistic. Hierarchical. Authoritarian. The doctrine of the Trinity is anything but.

What do our professed values matter if we allow genocide to happen? Does any of our lofty rhetoric about freedom, democracy, and the value of

Church spaces are full of small talk. It’s often in narthexes and the backs of sanctuaries, during coffee hour or community meals, that our children