by Chuck De Groat I’d written a piece for The Twelve some time ago and a friend dropped a text shortly after saying: “Hey, I

By Brian Keepers When I enter the hospital room, she is sitting up in the recliner beside the bed. Her husband is on the bench

By Bill White Dinah had no voice. An entire chapter of scripture tells her story, but not one word is attributed to her in the

Since we have entered the Age of Resistance, it’s important to keep one’s protest muscles well-toned. With all the marching, kneeling, standing, sitting, walking out,

The Shape of Water won the Oscar for best film last February. It tells the story of a mute woman who falls in love with

The room is quiet when I enter. A circle of chairs around a plain table, flowers and a few books in the center. Perhaps thirty

I read Kate Bowler’s memoir, Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved, in two sittings last week. I want to read it

This past Saturday I was pretty busy, participating in the Commencement for Calvin Theological Seminary late-morning and then attending the Calvin College Commencement in the