
Changing Our Minds
How often do we change our minds about a fundamental truth? The story of Peter Karpovich provides a useful exploration of how to recognize our
How often do we change our minds about a fundamental truth? The story of Peter Karpovich provides a useful exploration of how to recognize our
I belong to a Classis (the gathering and governing body of congregations) that rotates its meeting location so churches in different cities can share the
While I am normally happy to flop on the sofa and watch mindless TV on Friday nights, last night I pulled myself together and attended
While I am normally happy to flop on the sofa and watch mindless TV on Friday nights, last night I pulled myself together and attended
While I am normally happy to flop on the sofa and watch mindless TV on Friday nights, last night I pulled myself together and attended
The only means of getting man and woman, beast and wagon across the rain-swollen Niobrara River was by rope, hand over hand. Dozens of oxen
“Prayer was never meant to be magic,” Mother said. “Then why bother with it?” Suzy scowled. “Because it’s an act of love.” (Madeline L’Engle,
How do we live in a world, as my minister reminds us every week, “where a Resurrection has happened.” In this now season of Easter,
The most memorable Easter sermon I can recall (it wasn’t mine by the way) used that old chestnut of a song, On a Clear Day,
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