
Rod Jellema, 1927-2018
Death has been in the air lately. There were the funerals of John McCain and Aretha Franklin, minutely analyzed in the national media. Here in
Death has been in the air lately. There were the funerals of John McCain and Aretha Franklin, minutely analyzed in the national media. Here in
There’s something about faces. A week and a half ago, Twelve blogger, Debra Rienstra, posted her reflection on the story of Katie Stubblefield, the youngest
A couple of weeks ago I had the great privilege of being the featured teacher at “The School of Preaching” held at a church in
When it comes to figures in United States history, who typically comes to mind? Out of curiosity, how many women can you name? Turns out
I grew up in a family that did not “do feelings.” I do not remember my parents grabbing one another in a passionate hug. I
As a scholar of American religion, one of my favorite things to do is to think about the ways we sort Americans based on religion.
Some years ago now, I walked through the valley of the shadow of death when I sat for several days at the bedside of my
My favorite line in the Belhar Confession tells us that the church’s job is “to know and bear one another’s burdens.” I think about this
Today, a poem for your consideration. It’s a quite famous one by Galway Kinnell. It combines some of my favorite things: autumn, language, and blackberries.
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