
Once I Knew How to Ease Their Pain
Now I know about the doctor’s appointment, the scan, the meeting at work, parent-teacher conferences. Easy communication is a double-edged tool when it comes to

Now I know about the doctor’s appointment, the scan, the meeting at work, parent-teacher conferences. Easy communication is a double-edged tool when it comes to

As I walk alongside my bother Tony in his state of serious illness and the prospect of dying too soon, I am challenged to be

I don’t have any memories of sermons from the second services, probably because I was often downstairs under the tutelage of Bob the Tomato instead.

It’s all very educational. I have learned a lot about British life. For instance, the murder rate in small towns in England is disturbingly high.

The story is told of a young girl carrying her infant brother. When someone asked whether she was able, she replied, “He ain’t heavy; he’s

I admit I have a very limited range of compassion for the powers, local and national, who have sold America down the river, and even

With Valentine’s Day looming on the weekend, who can blame the marketers of the newest Wuthering Heights film for deciding to release the film to

The complete absence of homophobia in Schitt’s Creek is perhaps best described as indifference rather than declarations of acceptance.

Back in 1994, Fred Rogers noticed a subtle but significant shift stirring in the human soul. Long before push notifications and pocket-sized portals to the

It’s less about losing the second service than losing a sabbatical counterculture.

We are invited into the practice — the shaking, the songs, the religious euphoria of their worship.

When I turn to look out that window, the squirrel and I seem to have a staring contest. “What’cha going to do about it?” he

In Scripture we see the early church wrestling with how to live faithfully, and it comes up with different answers based upon circumstances.

They should not be required to bounce back from things that never should have happened in the first place.

While often dismissed as a harmless women’s craft, knitting has in fact been a way for people to come together to reject tyranny and subvert

My husband commented that the umbilical cord stretched across the generations. I don’t think he knew how spot on he was.

The Wonderful World of Disney became OK to watch after the evening service, though no explanation for the change was ever suggested.

On a severe January morning like this one. They wrestled him to the ground. Beat him. Pepper-sprayed him. And shot him 10 times.

Anger can only move us so far before it consumes us or those around us.

Some of those words are words we already know: I’m sorry. I love you. You are welcome here. Here’s some dinner. I’m here for you.

I offer you a moment to breathe. Ruach. A moment to practice. A moment not to drown out the noise, but to live within it.
Inviting young adults into justice-centered work not only recognizes their voices, it shows them a church that genuinely cares about the mission of Jesus.

I stayed in the room the next night. My family was right—he was fantastic. Besides his obvious talent, what made him fantastic was his humility.

As a oncer, I wasn’t privy to the rather smug, insider adage. “Oncers become nonecers.” I’m glad to say, I’m counterevidence.

The children were lined up neatly in rows. It was startling to see them wearing t-shirts with my image on the front!

We associate hospitality with the stuffy dinner party served with the silverware that rarely leaves its cabinet in the dining room.

Eighteen saffron-robed Buddhist monks walked through my town. I am deeply moved that men from Loas and Taiwan and Vietnam risk drawing attention to themselves

Maybe, I thought, if I read more, understand more, listen more closely, maybe I will be okay.
This past Friday, January 16, is referred to as “Quitter’s Day,” because it’s the date by which most new year’s resolutions have been abandoned. January

In a garden in Stratford, Ontario is a war memorial depicting the triumph of justice over tyranny.

For apprentice musicians like me, the evening service served as the minor leagues. You could secure your debut slot for “special music” at the evening

When you follow the thread sentence by sentence it opens itself to your imagination, like a good expository sermon can open a biblical text.
What if our varying experiences of grief are not progressive points along a line of time but places to which we travel and in which
Judgments, I have discovered, are usually my own. Other people are usually kinder than my brain.
Last week on the Calvin Center for Faith & Writing’s blog, I reflected a bit on the onslaught of end of the year “best-of” book

How do I hope for the best when, every day in the United States, the worst keeps happening? How do I look for softness and

“There are some people who just make me glad to be alive at the same time as them,” my wife, Hannah, said recently. “Mavis is
I remember the reluctance to put Sunday clothes back on after a restful afternoon. I remember the promise of ice cream after the service. I
Any woman with the gift of teaching and preaching, a grasp of the Bible and ability to speak authoritatively, was a threat to the white
What, from a classic Christian point of view, are Donald Trump’s compulsive vices?
I considered lots of words. I felt called to steer away from productivity, from the false illusion of self-control. What I might need is not
Attacks on scientific agencies and research universities have thrown US science into disarray. The effects will be long-lasting and detrimental to the role of the
Matthew’s infancy narrative suggests that in Jesus deep divisions can be mended. There is hope in Matthew’s message: that the unity of the church can
The Minnesota immigrant communities are making contributions that make our neighborhoods and our nation a better place. You could really benefit from meeting these Ethiopian
The warmth inside right now reminds me of the intimacy of “the second service,” or Sunday night worship, sixty years ago when I was a

Where do poets receive their inspiration? Even the word, inspiration, indicates some infused light from the Spirit.
“MERRY CHRISTMAS to all, including the dead Terrorists, of which there will be many more if their slaughter of Christians continues.”

We should not deny the wonder, and realize that we are saying something about God that we don’t understand when we say that today is

I’ve run through more than a half dozen openings and a similar number of themes for this piece, the first I’ve written for Reformed Journal,
Today we’re going to take a look at The Best of 2025 in the Reformed Journal. There’s really no way, of course, to evaluate “best”
I told God quite vehemently that I was finished with him. If this was his idea of caring for his children, he was doing a
The first Christmas elapsed, and the ordinary rushed back to hide the miracle.
In a couple weeks, I’m presenting a paper at the American Society of Church History annual meeting in Chicago about Disney World–themed devotionals. Yes, you
Because the story of Jesus has become part of the cultural-holiday furniture, many don’t take Jesus any more seriously than Frosty or Rudolf.

To open up their hands to receive this Messiah, this good news, this Godly answer-in-flesh, they had to let another dream die.
Joseph is to name the child “Jesus.” Then we are told this child would be known as “Immanuel.” So which is it? Jesus or Immanuel?
Neuroscience offers the hope that the ability to wait can be strengthened through practice—especially the practice of Advent.

After Rome conquered Palestine, they installed a puppet king—Herod the Great. In order to put down resistance to his rule, he employed widespread slaughter and
Dear Jesus,
In the beginning, you made us a little lower than the angels. But in the middle, you lowered yourself.
Sitting in a dark theater for a couple hours watching a movie that has nothing to do with our current troubles served as a welcome
There are many kinds of darkness, aren’t there? And still yet, many more ways of experiencing and perceiving the different kinds of darkness.

A young woman in a patriarchal culture in a homeland occupied by a hostile empire and its toadies.

This past week in Advent, we made it to the fancily named Gaudete Sunday—or, translating the Latin, “Rejoice” Sunday. Lighting the pink candle, singing “Joy

I think this might be the first Christmas where I’m truly doing only the things I want to do. That sounds dangerously selfish. But it
Pluribus is the most morally interesting show since Breaking Bad and its sequel Better Call Saul. What these shows have in common is Vince Gilligan,
Assume the best in ourselves and in others and get curious. Aim to connect rather than convince!

The Reformed Standards insist on boundaries, divisions, and internal uniformity while we yearn for bridges, unity, and internal diversity.

I crawled under the plastic branches to discover I had rotated the tree so enthusiastically that I’d pulled the light cord taut enough to rip

I often rode Navy frigates along the Pacific coast of Central America that fell under Coast Guard authority for counter-drug operations.
It was around 1980 that Trisha Zinger and I starred in what had to have been the best children’s Christmas program of all time. While
Winter asks us to pause. Grief forces us to.
We tell the story sentimentally. And, sentimentally, we call you Prince of Peace. Sentimentally—even though you were born to a world that crucified you and
For seventeen centuries St. Nicholas, Bishop of Myra, Saint in Bari, has inspired people by his faith and generosity. Nicholas grew up during the late
I went inside and told the officer behind the window that I was lost. That was the first lie.
It’s in the darkness that Christ’s ambassadors should shine the brightest. And yet, similar to our church’s Christ candle when we forget to fill it
Our earliest understanding is a phenology. Days and seasons, stars and tides. Winter birds and warblers passing through. Green vestments becoming blue becoming white.
I spent a surprising amount of time in the principal’s office my senior year of high school.
You never do know how many monkey stories somebody has. It’s what I like about what we have going here at Reformed Journal: we’re a
When we learn about bones, we talk about the importance of tension or stress for bone health. Your bones remodel constantly in response to stress.
Last summer, I was asked to lead morning devotions at a gathering of RJ writers. Three biblical passages quickly came to mind.
Perhaps the urge to create one’s own storyline has been there from the beginning. When God asks Adam and Eve why they are hiding, they

I tend to think you’re all in West Michigan, Canada, and Northwest Iowa, but the computer tells a different story: China, Australia, South Africa, Germany,
A Prayer for the First Sunday of Advent Dear Jesus, Here we are again: counting down, lighting your birthday candles in slow motion, and watching
The Tokyo-based cultural historian W. David Marx recently published a new book titled Blank Space: A Cultural History of the Twenty-First Century. In it, he
In a world threatened by drought, fire, and soil erosion both literal and metaphorical, we are working together here to create a healthier ecosystem of
We cover the gamut, from climate change to politics to piety to theology, and we do so because that’s what our founding editors did from
In writing for the Reformed Journal, many of my caves have become tunnels. As I read your stories and you read mine, I can breathe
Caitlin’s Osceola doesn’t look particularly Native: his nose is too long and thin, as is his face. Sitting Bull, in most portraits, looks like a
Around 360 CE, St. Ephrem, a Syrian theologian, wrote seven hymns based on his hands-on experience with a single pearl. The pearl speaks with a
There are elements of my view of the world that now differ from my parents’, but in my change and growth there are many family
There on this large kitchen table that at one time had seated them with all five of their children, were three simple bowls of home-made
“Keeping it real” touches on the truthful stories we share with each other, rather than the easy, gliding, predictable responses.
“Ha ha. Anyway, I’m OK. Actually, I’m in a better place now, you know? Having ‘Angel At Large’ status for a while isn’t so bad.”
I had loved the flower virtually for years, connecting it to my faith and my vocation. And here it was in real life. It was
There is nobility in studying Biology because it enables leadership and creativity needed for the stickiest questions humanity must face.
Rather than a dramatic epiphany, I’ve been reminded recently of the slow illumination at daybreak that gives you just enough light to make your way.
I asked myself if I would have made different decisions and taken different actions than those my parents took in moving us to the suburbs.

My mom died never knowing the rise of Donald Trump in American politics. On June 16, 2015, about 20 months after her death, Trump rode

Transplant team members will get emails announcing that so-and-so is in the operating room with Dr. Wonderful receiving their long-awaited heart/lungs/kidney/liver.

Though it might be artificial, manufactured, and overproduced, reality television can still offer a lens into religious belief and religious practice, and like many other

You can’t dismiss creeds and confessions because of their “politics.” They typically emerge out of crises which typically have a political dimension.
“Well Chad, I’ve never really thought about that before,” was the response to a question I asked the late and dear Chana Safrai during my
Fred made history when he disobeyed orders to report for detention because he believed his constitutional rights were being violated.
We pray for a time when peace will reign and swords become plowshares once more, that war be known only in history books.
Look at the phages of the soil. They neither invest in the stock market nor stock shelves in your grocery store, and yet your heavenly
Dexter, a Brittany Spaniel, is the bundle of canine joy who demonstrates a fullness of spirit that encourages my spirit. Dexter’s joy brings me joy.
What if accumulating unimaginable wealth is not a sign of success at all, but a symptom of profound inner emptiness? The billionaire’s crisis is not
It being the week before Halloween, I decided I’d find a copy of Frankenstein and give it a try. What I experienced was not some
I felt defensive because my 13-year-old son, who asks a million questions but also already has answers to every single one of them, said something
For as long as I can remember, I have been a knitter. My mother and grandmother taught me to knit, sitting next to me and patiently
I have not covered the faces of Jesus in my kids’ storybook Bibles with stickers, even though Calvin would certainly disapprove.
The quote is memorable. Some guy found himself in jail and offered these words: “Dude, this road we’re on — it’s the wrong one.”
My dear spouse would aim not only for the hoops, but for other players’ balls. He’d strategize how to knock out other players so that
Phrases from hymns and verses from scripture light up my brain. I feel a crazy love for the sunrise. I feel my mother’s presence with
Today I share some of my favorite photos from our walk to Santiago de Compostela, clustered around the words of the 23rd psalm.
Yesterday, I began teaching Sophocles’ tragedy Antigone in an introductory literature course. If you’re expecting Thanksgiving dinner at your house will be war, I told
Last week I had the opportunity to speak on a faculty panel to our university’s Board of Trustees. Our topic: shared governance. Perhaps your eyes
“The whole human race, without exception, are to be embraced with one feel of charity.”
“Grandma, you know I love math and numbers. I like proofs and formulas and statistics. That does not fit with faith. It isn’t necessary and
Kids come to us, asking us for good things. And when we give it to them, we remember how it feels to give good things
I was right on top of her, taking down the platform feeder, when I finally noticed the tiny chickadee struggling frantically. She was caught in
I was taking the energy that was once obsessed over my own slop of anger, burnout, and shame and instead, now putting it into my
I lived here for three winters, in a fish-camp cabin which sounds more romantic than it should. A humble tiny drafty old house near the
Some used to wonder if Arminians would be in heaven. Now we have to wonder about other species!
If Christianity truly offers a vision of the good life, to what extent should the civil government seek to enforce that good life?

The other day, I came across this photo I’d snapped of Muhammad Ali signing an autograph on January 17, 1988. We were in a strip

I’m less interested in answering all of the small “what ifs” and more interested in asking the big “what if.”

This is the fifth shutdown since our family moved to the DC area in 2006. Some have been more eventful than others, but each difficult
I feel strongly that it’s disingenuous for churches to make their beliefs hard to find. It comes across as preying on vulnerable people.
Tools, like Evo are important steps toward AI-designed drugs, gene therapy, and anti-bacterial treatments for use in agriculture and medicine.
Scholars do not agree fully , but it is fair to say that the majority suggest that the Jericho story might have developed from local
Maybe you are concerned that Calvin’s emphasis on the spiritual kingship is going to leave this world dangerously neglected. Nonetheless, Calvin sees substantial implications for
What is the value of words? When truth is being silenced, words matter. When people in power punish those who make jokes or speak criticism,
God is the first one in the story who sees and names Hagar, as if to say, “Though others refuse to see you, Hagar, I
In this story, I think hard about the thoughts and feelings of worms. I push it too far. More practically, I also try to help
Faith & Formation This year, I’ve started adjunct-teaching a class at Palm Beach Atlantic University, here in West Palm Beach, called Christian Faith & Formation.
On September 11, 2025, the day after the Charlie Kirk assassination, I journaled about my intention to stay off social media as much as possible. The
Trump’s second term has included numerous orders threatening or nullifying advances of the Disability Rights Movement that have taken decades to achieve.
Over the next four Tuesdays, I will explore a few themes of Calvin that I think have resonance for Neo-Calvinist and Reformed communities today.
Job’s response is so fitting. “You have spoken of things too wonderful for me. I put my hand over my mouth.”
Right on cue came the well-choreographed public dismay, along with one of the most well-rehearsed lines in our grotesque public liturgy: “This is not who

Who knew? This small Christian sect, considered heterodox by many, stood firm against an evil regime.
I tend to call them campers. People without a home care more about finding a place to rest than what we call them.
Professional research seems to favor technological solutions over behavioral (spiritual??) changes that may emerge as imperatives.
As has become my custom, I’m so grateful to be able to share another profound prayer by my friend and colleague, Jane Zwart, which she
It feels like too much. People with power and authority keep adding fuel to the fire rather than put the fire out. I won’t pretend
For many of us, an astonishing number of these classes were with Seerveld. The student body was small, but so was the faculty, which meant
Capon argues that God uses the left-handed power of love and sacrifice over the right-handed power of coercion. Repeatedly, Capon finds Jesus on the side
If we think of the church as a garden—or maybe a vineyard, to be more in keeping with Jesus’ kingdom parables—that would suggest that we
By today’s standards, there was good reason to believe it wasn’t starry-eyed love that brought them together or kept them blessedly close. There is no
For me, this is end-of-day music, music for lawn mowing before sundown, or washing the last of the dishes, or logging back online after the
There is plenty of positive and triumphalist thinking in the Christian tradition. But there is also this: a willingness to look directly at suffering, to
But some of the waste that I have to contend with can’t get heaved into a truck and become someone else’s problem. There are more
What concerns me even more is the presence of armed military members patrolling streets inside the United States. I have lived in countries that were
Capon’s next interpretive move catches me off guard: “As far as I am concerned, therefore, the unjust steward is nothing less than the Christ-figure in
Did Jesus enjoy performing miracles? Although I am 61 years old and have been through seminary and have been ordained for 35 years next month,
Ferber purportedly took inspiration for her heroine from the real-life Antje Paarlberg of South Holland (“Low Prairie”), Illinois, but So Big’s pictureof Dutch-American culture and
Our problems begin when we see those outside our own groups as the “other.” Too often, we leave empathy at the door and see the

The story of the flood is fascinating for many reasons. On the surface, it’s a horrible story. God is so fed up with the sinfulness

The Second Amendment is a sacred cow. It was written in a different time with primitive firearms and no standing army. The writers of the

There has been much brouhaha about generative AI in education, and particular concerns in higher education. As always, people have lots of opinions, with the
I sense this demand for perfect victims is an unwanted gift from Christianity to the wider culture. The church teaches that Jesus is sinless, a
Most things we hear or read stay with us for a moment or two, but some words and phrases and clauses stay with us for
They don’t see church as a value-added to their lives. Their first thoughts are of obligations, constraints, conflict. More in their already hectic schedule.
Last week, I visited the September 11th Memorial in lower Manhattan, looking for a specific name etched in the plaque memorializing those killed that awful
They said they cannot be a part of a church that aligns itself with Israel, a country openly committing genocide in Gaza. They don’t want
Editors Note: This is the first of three responses to Roger Nelson’s post yesterday on adult children and faith. A number of years ago I
I don’t know how to get our children to church, but I know that some sustaining strength is slipping away.
It was a good conversation, but it ended with him saying these words: “I know what Jesus says is the truth, and as a pastor
The sidewalk in front of me proclaims in boldly chalked letters: DON’T STOPPRAYING And right after that: GODHEARS US With my dog, I have walked
My hand on my heart is a sign I make in honor of those who died in those places. To remind myself that they were
The possibility of repair means that you can experiment and fail. It means you can try things out, even if you know you won’t be
Two decades later, I still work in education, but instead of a classroom teacher, my primary responsibility is to work side-by-side with educators who care
I never did this until four months ago, but now, every night I pray, “Let your holy angels dwell with us to preserve us in
All I kept seeing was the picture of the mom in Minneapolis running barefoot toward her child’s school — shoes in hand, no doubt fear
What if, as biblical scholar Walter Brueggemann suggests, the primary category for understanding the character of God is not transcendence or omnipotence, but covenant relationship?
We can attempt to answer that question any number of ways, but sociology can offer some helpful insights. I read Notre Dame sociologist Christian Smith’s
If you’re wondering if you should congratulate this person or wish that person a happy birthday—if it’s been too long and it would be too
I tell my epiphany, how these trees rewired me. I thought I knew Michigan forests. On a whim, I jumped off I-75 one spring day
Next Wednesday morning, I’ll be hitting a career milestone: the start of my 35th year of teaching. Perhaps more amazingly (to me anyway) is that it’s
Beyond questions of historical accuracy, the narrative seems to offer up an elusive promise of linear progress. The ride cars climb up higher and higher,

It occurred to me (not for the first time, but this was a fresh reminder) that I grew up in a world made for me.
At the center of an economy of neighborliness is not frenzy, fatigue, and fear, but gratitude, rest, and trust, attitudes and postures that are cultivated
This pressure to constantly monitor their behavior and die to self meant many of them dealt with internalized shame.
Those fleeing the disappointments of church in our time and seeking refuge in the warm circle of Jesus-lovers might want to consider the limitations manifested

Can we ever develop a holistic vision where DEI is simply a way of being in this world and existing with one another?
One expert on infectious diseases and pandemic preparations said, “I don’t think I’ve seen a more dangerous decision in public health in my 50 years
These parents deeply loved God and their children. Second, sincerity can’t overcome a poor hermeneutic.
I am often mute in the face of injustice, unwilling to risk my relative comfort in the face of fear and chaos. After all, going
Lament arises from the disorientation we experience in the face of suffering and grief, wondering why God has not acted on our behalf.
I see you.One day, when I was having a very bad day, I was sitting at a stoplight feeling either bad about myself or bad
This piece is excerpted and adapted from Jared Ayers’ forthcoming book, You Can Trust A God With Scars, available from NavPress on September 9.
Seventeen years had passed since our last vacation to Au Train, a small town just 20 minutes from the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore.
Our Mennonite friends came from several ethnic backgrounds — Swiss-German, Low German, Russian — with histories of persecution and emigration to Pennsylvania, Virginia, Canadian prairie
One chief wanted to go home to where his ancestors were buried and was willing to die to make it happen. The other didn’t want
The exercise of finding hope in my present experience of God feels like an intellectual exercise. I know that God is with me and sustaining
Brueggemann regularly alludes to this counter world, this alternative frame of reference that Scripture invites us to inhabit.
We were about to start a two-week stay in Star Valley Ranch, Wyoming. Mountain hospitality–what a gift!
I thought I could have answered the “why are you Reformed?” question with ease. But in reality, spewing information is nothing like knowing what my

A church dinner. A protest rally. Jesus’ dream. Jefferson’s declaration. While not identical, they work in tandem. To envision an expanding circle.
A good photograph, as Journey’s grandmother puts it, “Stops a little piece of time, good or bad, and saves it.”
On the lower plateau, a couple had staked their tent, a hundred yards away. They were set apart. Affixed to their tent was a big
My hope, in this series of blogposts, is not only to honor Brueggemann’s legacy, but also, using Brueggemann’s work, to brainstorm together what we as
One way or another, probably all of us are pondering the possibility of hope these days. Some days we “feel” hope, some days we “do”

Justin and I looked at each other over our coffees and knew at once that this would be our text as well. For in a
An old proverb says, “When the map and the terrain differ, the terrain is always right.”
For most of July, I was on an extended trip to England: partly for research, partly for vacation, and partly to prepare for my fall
Plenty of very smart people have spent significant brain power parsing out the difference between “things” and “stuff”– and the more you dig, the more

We lived outside Cincinnati, Ohio when I was a kid and my great-grandfather, Howard Sumner Munroe (he always claimed his initials “H. S.” stood for
It’s not just the words that we sing, it’s the very fact that this is how we choose to engage our faith and our world–in
The aim of rhetoric of traditional ideas of gender and femininity, framed as if it’s caring for women’s overall well-being, is to control them..
Schuller’s land of Oz turned out to be Orange County, California, and there he did not find but built his Emerald City.
The gap cannot be explained by boys being inherently better at math than girls. Numerous studies show that males and females perform similarly in math
I wonder about this precious time together. I suspect that we could be doing something more.

What if what we read in those pages is a reflection of how humanity understood God, the world, and life at specific times and specific

The show is supposedly pushing against a larger cultural narrative of cheerleaders as merely sexualized females.

The youth pastor had so many interrogations with the Gestapo that for his twenty-fifth interview he wore a black suit with a flower boutonniere.
“Maybe you can tell me if a box of material I found in the attic belongs to your family. I was about to take it
As the person bearing the letter we now call the book of Romans, it would have been Phoebe who first read, explained, taught, and answered
In events around the country, she hopes to shore up Christians in mostly Red states who are shaken by the rise of the idolatry of

Their eyes light up at the possibility that they can use their spiritual tradition to discern what’s valuable and what’s not in mass culture.

We can’t use Romans 13 to defend leaders we like and Revelation 13 to oppose those we don’t.

In that moment, the words of my pastoral care professor–“90% of ministry is just showing up”–gave me courage.
I think churches—not just big box churches, but all churches—have something to learn from trampoline parks.
They just keep singing. In the midst of the shock and devastation, their voices find each other, and they find the songs that they know.
Disillusionment is defined as the state of being freed from an illusion or false belief. It can be a letting go, rather than a disappointment.
That mean streak, as Manfred himself knew, is never quite as proud as when it can hang on some doctrinal principle that legitimizes its existence.
We thought it would never happen here, but now it is. This is not the way life is supposed to be. Deep down we know
A spring evening, it began to rain. It was the soft rain that lulls one to sleep at night, the kind of rain that reminds

It is this very Christian habit of eschatological hope that grants us the temporal foolishness to work for more justice, more flourishing-peace even now, before
We are becoming merely homo phagon—humans who consume, from the Greek phago, to devour. We are all mouth.
“Daddy, are we Christian because you and mommy are Christian? If you were Muslim, would we be Muslim?”
Did young Christians in the 1980s marry early because they wanted to have sex within the bounds of marriage? Absolutely!
A heart became available, and a 10-hour transplant surgery began on Memorial Day evening. A month in the hospital following a heart transplant is standard,
We had immigrated to Canada when I took a call to a Reformed Church in America congregation in Ontario.

Much of the data on our readers can be filed under “Everything you think you know is wrong.” I tend to think the same faithful

We should say that the biblical witness regarding anger is complicated. My working theory is that getting good and mad might be exactly what God
Fredrick reflects on the changes he witnessed from the Iowa of his childhood to Iowa now with its massive industrial farms, gutted small towns, and
From this saga we can glean hope’s core ingredient. There are the predictable humility and gratitude but also the less predictable humor, play, and joy.
My Dear Siblings in Christ in the Christian Reformed Church and Reformed Church in America, Please do your best to keep an open mind and
One goal is to find phages that will clear antibiotic resistant tuberculosis infections and infections that plague people who get a lung transplant.
Escape is a luxury of privilege. Removing ourselves from the pain of the world, whether it includes expensive getaways or the simplicity of a tent,
There were words of conviction and question, quivering lips, and expressions of affection. There was sadness and befuddlement.

Maybe Politics isn’t the Worst Option Developing a Multi-Faceted Theology of Protest In the US, the summer of 2020 was dubbed, “the summer of protest.”
I fear fading away in a hallucinatory haze, diapered, positioned daily in front of a screen displaying an endless stream of Hallmark movies
Because of my travel schedule, I’ve been away from Reformed Journal quite a bit over this first half of 2025. I’m so glad for people
Calling my dad a real estate developer is a bit misleading. A typical “development” for my dad was finding an old block of real estate
One summer years ago, I shocked my son by saying, as I began sorting through stuff that I thought we needed to have a garage
I’m wondering how or if we can hold on to something like Michelle Obama’s hopeful call while also engaging with a vile man doing all
A sermon is invariably made better by telling stories, but a story is never made better when it sermonizes.

We met in the parking lot of the country church on either side of which we had lived, my father the pastor and his the

Last summer, my family and I went for a bike ride along a trail on our way to one of our favorite lunch spots. We
When my writing crosses the line into sentimentality, I am taking more than half, by which I mean that I am doing my own emotional

Normally, my relationship with social media is complicated—but on my birthday, it feels fun. Messages, pictures, and love pour in.

Of the many words that name aspects of love, tender is one of my favorite. I used to sing my daughters to sleep, and later
The books, the board games, the educational toys, the movies, the building blocks, the pots and pans, the guitars, and even the seeds for planting
Popular film after film in the early 2000s had the same premise: young men behaving poorly, but claimed as lovable and good if they managed
Those who limit Easter to the bodily appearances of Jesus slight this promise of Jesus: “I will appear to them.” In worship, we should expect
Of course, things could be worse. You could find yourself in a frightening blank nothingness in which you can’t find any WiFi. You might have
You and I both know it’s not good to call Jesus “Lord, Lord” if we don’t do what he says .
The view is limited from the seat of a kayak. This lovely little river winds through a flood plain of Midwestern forests and forest openings
I spent a lot of time inside–just observing, noticing, and being with my baby. Some days were beautiful,. Some days were tough.
People have asked about what I’m doing. Here are a couple things I’ve become involved with. First, I add my obligatory Reformed-humility caveat. Of course

No one from outer space is coming to save us. Christians quickly assert “Jesus saves,” but Jesus has never shown much inclination to save us
Well-rehearsed when I walked on to the stage, as my mother had instructed, I summoned up my biggest voice and announced, sans microphone, my welcome
Levings’ and Lenz’s memoirs trace the way both women were drawn into high-control, conservative Christian groups, trapped in patriarchal marriages, and ultimately made their escapes.
My correspondents admire what I call the triple-S complex in Christian Reformed collective character: sacrificial, sober, and stalwart. But they also see a negative obverse
Today is Ascension Day. It is a public holiday in parts of Europe. Hemelvaartsdag. New York City observes it by letting you not move your

This experimental treatment is potentially life-changing for KJ. But it also serves to pave the way for using CRISPR-based gene editing for other diseases.
While there is something noble and beneficial about looking back, the best way to remember the sacrifices of the past would be to change our
I had a brief, tense interaction with my manager. She stormed out of the meeting, so I figured we would work it out when we
How is the risen Lord present to us and how not? And what are the relevance of those two realities? Resurrection questions.
The more of your personality, humor, and stories you put in, the more it feels like the response to the sermon is a referendum on
They blustered, argued, and cursed the confines they felt, but there was real energy to it. They had something to push against.
Protecting the most vulnerable species from the finality of extinction has a unique gravity that is poorly addressed in regulatory language.
The tomatoes were eaten by some kind of worm or bug, and the corn leaned over like a half-hearted question mark.
We’ve seen it before. And we’re seeing it again — hatred wrapped in the veneer of faith and flag.
I used to be quite proficient in physics – not so much anymore. It turns out that it’s one of those subjects that only sits
John 13:31-35 “Joy” may be too big a word. Joy tends to put pressure on us. Consider what happens to many people at Christmas. Perhaps

“They devour widows’ houses and for the sake of appearance say long prayers” (Mark 12:40 NRSV). Or more starkly: “They shamelessly cheat widows out of

Praise God that even though specific manifestations of the church will fail us, the body of Christ at fresh times and new places will meet

I never became fluent in French, but I’m happy to say that, several years and a few trainers later, I’ve conquered the box jump.
Scientific journals have reestablished what healers and spiritual teachers have known for centuries: that being in the presence of plant life helps humans thrive.
Life change, if it happens, usually occurs when we’re lost or disoriented or sick or somehow dependent on the kindness of people who don’t look
My deconstruction journey began in my freshman year of college. My zoology professor delivered a series of lectures on evolution. I was mesmerized. Maybe I
Like a third dimension in a two-dimensional world, those who know only two-dimensional space will find this new dimension utterly puzzling and counter-intuitive.
Even if we build various systems and institutions to help us do that lamb-feeding work, every day is still, in essence, an exercise in coming
While preparing for our family travel and rest in June and July, I’ll assemble my “summer stack”– the books I’ll read my way through over
Nearly every culture that lives with cranes considers them sacred, and maybe it’s not too late for ours.
One of the many hats I get to wear in my professional life (and, I might add, perhaps the most stylish of them) is as
The language implies that we naturally identify the Kingdom with what we are building or organizing or working on.
By the time May 3 rolled around, 500+ had signed up to attend the event live and 3000 had registered for the livestream. There were
Failure is written all over this story, Peter’s failures, the church’s failure, your failures and mine. But Jesus is not done with them
A few weeks ago, we made the trip to New York to see Maybe Happy Ending, a new musical that opened on Broadway last year.
Hi Ron: I’m glad to have you for my ideal reader because the stuff I’m discussing in this series can get very heavy and abstract.
Positive freedom works to create something. It aims to build a society where all flourish.
Dire wolves roamed the Americas during the last ice age but went extinct more than 10,000 years ago

These two men did something very small for humankind, but it meant the world to me.

Black power did not mean white disempowerment but the right of all people to exercise agency for themselves.
We are the creatures who breathe God. To be human is to breathe God.
Domination and destruction are easy and cruel. Serving, building, creating: that takes humility, which is true strength. So how can we provide a counter-narrative in
Since every player performs differently in each game, the final score is always the outcome of their intermixing contributions at that one moment in time.
“You might think you’re hot snot on a silver platter,
but you’re really just cold boogers on a paper plate.”
A cup of tea and good conversation with Julia Child back in 1966 gave my early career a boost.
I spend the earliest morning shift willing myself to stay alert, tracing the endless yellow lines that slice through the dark, and praying for the
The New Testament on resurrection is multiple, layered, giving us first one perspective and then another.
Lately, my waking has been difficult. The world has changed. I thought I would always feel safe, free, and cared for in Canada, my country.
What if we took our richest theological gains and counted them but loss? What if we let the vastness of the moment pour contempt on
After such a majestic buildup, what would we expect to come next? An action of some glory and power worthy of Christ’s universal sovereignty, of
As a Pilate disliker, I always resented his presence in the creeds. He felt like such an inappropriate presence, a festering sliver, an interloper.
When I was in graduate school, I wanted to try something new, so I joined a local roller derby team. I loved the opportunity to
It’s here we reach the pinnacle of Christian doctrine and a hornet’s nest of intra-Christian disputes
Illegal crossings peaked in the first Trump administration and again early in Biden’s term, but the numbers have been declining since 2023 and are now
Many struggle with its final petition: “Lead us not into temptation,” in the King’s English. Does God tempt people into sinning?
A friend asked me weeks ago now, “what can we do?” and I put him off, promising I’d think about it and write something. But
Because I moved so often as a child–nine places but thirteen residences–I’m apt to say I’m not really “from” anywhere. But that’s probably not totally
I have spent a lifetime metabolizing split allegiances and belonging to different tribes.

If we think God is a vindictive judge, we’ll imitate that God, on the assumption that God loves a favored few and hates everyone else.
It is not surprising that Jesus should speak of laughter and rejoicing as the proper response to his announcement of reversals at hand with the
I almost feel like if I step away or put a limit on how much news I consume each day–I’m somehow doing something wrong.
It’s wrong to dismiss “baggage” as a bad thing. It can also refer to some precious cargo that we can contribute to enrich our new
I’m sorry I don’t remember your name, but I remember your voice and your words. I’m sorry I didn’t speak up in that moment and
Sure, being vaccinated benefits us. It greatly reduces the chances that we experience severe illnesses. But, being vaccinated also benefits our neighbors.
Whether it be Crossfit or the church, the interest in each seems to be waning. People have less of a connection to Crossfit, but they
Live-streaming is giving way to social media strategy, communication coordination, branding, and more.
I suspect I’m not the only person who, in the face of our nation’s recent authoritarian turn, is struggling to define a posture between outrage
This is the commemorative hundredth-anniversary book for Alpine Avenue Christian Reformed Church, the church in which I grew up. The anniversary occurred in 1981 when
Music’s power to connect and reconcile, like that of language, is not automatic; it has to be built.
March 15 was the day the Wisconsin State Climatology Office declared as the official thaw date.
I’m writing this on Tuesday, March 25—a fascinating confluence of a day because it’s Flannery O’Connor’s 100thbirthday, it’s Dante Day in Florence (because it’s the
When I think of what the “church growth movement” gave me, my answers would be anxiety, shame, fear of failure, resentment, and a few other
Paul did not include the words “comfy” or “detached” in his list. Sometimes the most true thing to acknowledge is that we are worried. Sometimes
Soon enough your life is colored by battles you never signed up for and obligations that you wouldn’t have chosen for yourself.
Although we played by the rules and didn’t do anything wrong, there is no longer a place for us in the Christian Reformed Church.
Spiegel im Spiegel – German for “Mirrors in the mirror.” An infinity of mirror images repeating themselves. Have you stood in the space between the
If you, like me, have ever struggled with a stammer or stutter, you know the awkward pause—that moment of silence when a word gets stuck
A work of art is an invitation to the interior. It’s an invitation to stop for a moment and adjust our vision. It’s a reminder
I kept finding myself drawn back in time to these Christian saints living before our modern categories of chronic illness and disability.
Duke Divinity School Professor Richard Lischer once wrote: “Vocation puts an end to you in order to disclose your true end.” These words give me
I remember sitting with my parents in the doctor’s office the day we heard the final diagnosis. “It’s not good,” was all the doctor could
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness, for they shall be filled.” I believe I have reached the age where I start to
Ruth gives her life for her mother-in-law Naomi to have a chance at a new life. In this way, Ruth’s story foreshadows great David’s greater
I’m here again because I’ve been coming to places like this since I was a boy and I still carry the things I’ve found.

He was teaching the early stories in Genesis, citing literature and artifacts from early history, including some recent discoveries from the Dead Sea Scrolls.

Shibuya crossing in Tokyo Japan might be the busiest intersection in the world.

As someone who grew up on Johnny Carson and then David Letterman, not to mention being an early viewer of Saturday Night Live, I know
A few years back, on the first Sunday of Lent, I presided over the baptism of a 7-year-old child. The congregation was between pastors, and
I’m a little late to it–as usual with my television viewing habits (I’m more of a reader and when I do watch TV, I have
It’s a mystery to me because flossing is a fastidious act. For a flosser to flick a stick and leave it as litter–that’s not fastidious.
The cuts to science risk the health and safety of Americans and people around the world—especially the marginalized and underrepresented.
In I Kings 22, the king of Israel and the king of Judah were wondering if they should go into battle against the Arameans. The
While undergoing the stem cell transplant process, all I could do was pray, “Ugh.”
Cooper’s conception of Christianity was not a set of theological propositions meant for discussion. “Religion must be life made true.”
Spring is coming. Spring will arrive. One terrible moment is not the center of everything. Nor is it the end of everything.

I have never heard a senior military leader talk about politics or who they would or would not vote for.
Our churches defined themselves by publicly confessing—especially to princes—their common beliefs on issues in conflict.
My parents sacrificed to show my two siblings and me the astonishing riches of the United States as protected by the National Park Service. We
Your child’s unique quirks and perspectives can teach profound lessons about patience, compassion, and unconditional love.
In our transgender friends, there is something more, something surprising to many, but that has been there all along, and is an essential part of
Brandi Carlile, performing at Red Rocks Amphitheatre with the Colorado Symphony. Two bucket list items in one. I had to go.
The swollen sun faithfully wakes. The dawn whispers of her constancy and renewal. Every day she rises, and her watery warmth spills across the surface

I’m feeling a great disconnect from how my church is managing its life of faith in the gathering darkness.
Each person is a person, capable of both good and evil – which is humbling to think about as we look at our own lives
Dylan is on the charts again for the movie A Complete Unknown which covers the period when he went from a complete unknown to a
On January 15, 2025, the ICS Board of Trustees voted to discontinue ICS’s status as a Denominationally-Related Educational Institution of the CRCNA.
Mary Oliver was simply showing us what she saw, rarely venturing beyond her own backyard.
Beginning with the earliest recorded film, I’m going to watch one film from every year up to the present.
The language restrictions imposed on CDC research and reporting take the question of language censorship to a new level as well.
Consider the power of a word. Let there be. A word speaks the world into being, igniting evolution and the churning of the existence of
Come to think of it, Miss P proposes instead that Canada take over the US. All the US states could become nice Canadian provinces, and
The decision has been made to stop the work of USAID for 90 days. That’s what’s haunting me, keeping sleep from my eyes.
Picture this scene. It’s the late 1980s. My wife and I are co-pastoring a small church in a rural hamlet in upstate New York. We
I imagined that mom and dad gathering their children in their camp in Pakistan. “It is time. We are going to Iowa.”
You cannot understand properly the final challenging things Bishop Budde said directly to the President without hearing the whole sermon.
Who am I when I cannot manage the small details of life? Where are my car keys? The grocery list?
Does the religious landscape point to secularization or to the growing influence of religion or something in between?
This is God’s time, not Donald Trump’s time. Yes, we will resist, act, and witness. But remember that history is always marked by unexpected irony.
As I thought about the life span of the couches of decades past, I considered that this upcoming couch might be the second to last
Biological truth is that sex determination is a complicated developmental process, controlled by many genes
Then, he cried with me. There were few words exchanged, but I don’t remember any of them. But I do remember him just sitting with
What would it mean to have the meanest man in the world, a person hostile to causes that you were deeply committed to, as a
I invite you to take a few moments to enter a time of meditation and contemplation.
The news media reports on all this, of course, so our little brains are filled with the ugliest discourse-sludge. Here’s my point: the discourse itself
The Wicked movie awakened a force inside me that I had almost forgotten. I was suddenly awake to its symbolism and deeper messages. How did
This is the dilemma of the herbivore in winter–the urgency of needing calories when the calories are most scarce.
I had always found baseball the most boring of sports, but early 1990s baseball in Seattle–the era of Ken Griffey, Jr, Edgar Martinez, Randy Johnson–made
Meanwhile, to the North, in that other democracy, the Prime Minister has resigned, effective soon. Not a good time, because Canada is at war —
I loved science fair projects when I was a kid. Everything about them was appealing.
We were able to track down several close relatives of our church members. They were overjoyed to receive recent pictures of their loved ones.
Heraldo’s parents and two-year-old brother had arrived in Nogales, Sonora, a few days earlier, two months after fleeing their village in Venezuela.

Time stood still as the procession, most dressed in their Sunday best, split in all directions at the leading of counselors eager to pray with
If really want to embrace the upside economy of the Kingdom of God, how might I surrender the kind of self-importance that believes I can
How often has any of us heard someone, bemused, say aloud, “I didn’t know I had it in me.”
It is illegal, now, but historically, blood sports were very popular. By definition, blood sports include activities that inflict serious injuries, pain, or death as
A newly-arrived family from Burundi came to church: two parents and nine children, fresh from a refugee camp in Tanzania.
What I appreciate most about some “proof-texting” is that it helps me to see what biblical texts moved someone to think this way or that.
Chesterton loved Christmas, returning in his essays, poems, and books to the birth of Jesus in Bethlehem, again and again.
This was not a conversation in which Jesus is trying to trick someone into confessing or to come out on top or to shame someone.
I’m only just now taking down my Christmas decorations (and full disclosure: the tree is still left). I’ve come to believe I have until Epiphany,
I don’t remember enough geometry to know if Venn diagrams and tangents are connected in any formal way.

A year after the publication of my book, I am aware of things I wish I’d said better. I don’t feel bad about that; I
As a pastor, this presidential situation affects my work more than you might imagine.
Deep in the heart of U.S. evangelicalism is the belief that if we did a better job at apologetics, a better job of showing that
The contrast this week has been striking. The solemn ceremonies and tearful farewells for ex-President Jimmy Carter over against the threats, bombast, and bloviations from
Take a look at some of the important, exciting, and/or weird advances in biology over the last year.
Lions fans have suffered for a lifetime, and now they have found hope.
It has taken me time to remember I have two ears to listen, and just one mouth. My daughter asked me what the word “verbose”
l was overcome with love for my beautiful, quirky congregation— a small, urban, blue-collar Presbyterian church in south Seattle.
One realtor suggests there are something like 1100 former churches for sale in the U.S.
Editor’s Note: Jim Schaap, long a fixture here on the Reformed Journal blog, has been absent recently. First, a cataclysmic flood last June, followed by
The Grand Calumet River is likely the most polluted river in the Great Lakes watershed, maybe in all of North America.
I’m not really given to resolutions. Statistically, they don’t really work, so there’s the pragmatic objection. But more than that, I object as well to
It was tough. We had to leave out a lot. But here’s some that you may want to re-read, or if you missed them the

While our sanctuaries are all gussied up, maximalized in splendor, look around and let your soul wander. Follow where God leads you. Bask in the

We talk like we pack Christmas (and its decorations) away until the next year.
We follow the well-trodden paths of our traditions – candlelight services and caroling, Luke 2 and presents under the tree, Christmas movies and gingerbread houses.
I need a nudge to a path that is muddier—but also wider and steadier—than the precarious tightrope of this world’s version of Christmas cheer.

Becoming one of us, born in a simple fashion, among the least of the “thems” in order to draw humanity into the Divine “us.”
Listen to a Christmas story podcast, written and read by James C. Schaap. The youngest shepherd must stay with the sheep as the others go
I remember my cousins. There were so many of us. Most of them I would only see this one day of the year.
Listen to a Christmas story podcast, written and read by James C. Schaap. A recently widowed grandmother visits her daughter’s family for the holidays.
My eyes were taking it in, but my brain was utterly undone by something I had no real context for.
Listen to a Christmas story podcast, written and read by James C. Schaap. An arrogant artist agrees to narrate the church’s Christmas program.
When was the last time you experienced wonder in a church sanctuary? I can remember one of the first times I experienced wonder in a
I wonder what needs a controlled burn in our culture right now, in our churches?
I can only see 100 yards or so into the fog and it consumes me, envelopes, covers, holds, me.
Busy. Stressed. Overwhelmed. What’s your synonym for December? For even the most mindful among us, this month is just filled with A LOT. Many good
I want to share some thoughts about what we need from the church now, looking to the Psalmist for guidance.

I didn’t like Chuck when I met him. That’s to be expected; kids don’t like their parents’ suitors. But there were other reasons why I
Wonder occurs when we encounter something we have not encountered before, that is to say, something that is new.
I get teary-eyed almost every viewing when Clarence leaves the message to George Bailey, “Remember no man is a failure who has friends.”
For Advent I decided to read through Dante’s Divine Comedy. All of it. I’ve tried twice before.
I tend to get up when it starts getting light anyway. This Sunday, in that extra time, I found myself cleaning up the contact list
The God, who sees us at our best and worst, looks at us with favor.
As was our custom, we spent a few nights in a little village in the Alps, my father’s ancestral village.

A ‘social imaginary’ is a collective vision of a desirable and feasible future.
Wonder calls us out of our self-contained and self-prescribed lives and invites us to live in someone else’s world.
Over the last few months I’ve been sitting with the story of Mary, the mother of Jesus, as a guidepost in this season of life.
For most of the seniors, the threat to their well being isn’t an accident or health, it’s loneliness.
Conversations occur in the context of a community, one’s colleagues, students, family members – and other interested people.
Imagination opens our eyes to God, teaches us to attend to the world God has made, enables us to experience the holy mysteries of God’s
We, too, are labor-intensive: much time and attention are needed to produce writing for a blog and a journal, for book reviews and a poetry
The Reformed Journal’s example offered hope that we could honor our perceptions of a troubling world without sacrificing our love of a faith that was
I’ll always take a peek inside our neighborhood little libraries when I pass them by.
I love to see the saints, behaving decently. They don’t usually make headlines or go viral, and they would be uncomfortable with the attention. They
My experience as an RJ writer and reader is that even though we’re a small operation, you’ll find yourself invited into a surprisingly big tent.
Advent is a season of wonder, a season of re-enchantenment, a time where the roof is retracted and our lives and the world are open
I’m thankful for this space to think, talk, dialogue, and reflect.
Gopher magic has to do with creating the conditions by which the very foundation of life could repair itself
What if this darkness is not the darkness of the tomb but the darkness of the womb?

The Reformed Journal has become a place for people with mixed feelings.
I am proud of my miserliness, proud that my coveralls are older than my adult kids, proud that I remember when fieldwork was familiar and
This autumn, I seem to have noticed the change after daylight savings time more than normal. It just seems darker most nights as I leave
It is the unvarnished dismissal of ideals like human equality, decency, peace, and respect for life.
God is not found in the soul by adding anything but by subtracting. – Meister Eckhart This summer my wife Tammy and I spent a
I was recently given some cash and encouraged to give part of it, a $50 bill, away as an act of thanksgiving. Naturally, the first
What if the way we would want to be loved differs from the way the person we are trying to love wants to be loved?
it’s a bit of a paradox that the very white space that lures many middle-grade readers into a verse novel allows them to read faster
I can’t help but ask, is thinking about wonder a luxury in a world that is burning?
As I’m training to be a historian of American religion, I’ve been thinking a lot about what history can and can’t do for us.
I have to admit I don’t remember a lot about the 1984 movie “Places in the Heart.”
To feel at home, one needs to feel emotionally, physically, and spiritually safe.
The wan plea Why can’t we all just get along? seems trivial and stupid, but it’s actually a good question, one humans have been asking
I have done a lot of different things in my nearly twenty-one years as pastor of this church, but valet parking cars on the morning
A community gives you the energy to come out of your echo chamber or silo or isolation, or whatever image you prefer.
In the world I have known, poetry is appreciated, disparaged, or ignored—not necessarily in that particular order. I’d like to weigh in on the side
I’ve long lived out on the edges of certainty. And yet the Reformed community welcomed and made space for me.
Simone Weil saw attention as being fully present with a mystery and yet resisting the urge to solve it.
I decided to use this week to set some firm boundaries around my news consumption and take extra good care of myself.
Wisdom is absent from Reformed theology. We don’t talk about it. I wonder why.
I want to use my anger to fight back. I want my anger to move me into action.

I’m not going to get what I want. Actually, I haven’t been getting what I want this whole election cycle. Climate change is an existential
The Barista, still with grace-filled eyes, responded: “You are welcome here as long as you need.”
The vote ended in a tie: 48 to 48. The House voted to table for now. Initially the twenty-four year old Harry Thomas Burn had

It’s been a beautiful autumn in West Michigan. The air has been soft, the sun has been shining, the temperatures have been a good mix
Her goal is to equip sympathetic readers with appropriate, fact-based rhetorical strategies in order to counter deceptive rhetoric, especially the subtle kind that sounds sensible
The Netflix show Derry Girls has been on my mind a lot during this stomach-churning election season. I’ll try to explain why. Set in Derry,
From the Editors It’s Reformation Day! Five hundred and seven years ago, Martin Luther nailed his 95 theses on the Wittenberg church door. Thirteen years

In some ways, I owe my life to pie. Here’s the version my parents told us, anyway, understanding that one probably doesn’t really want the

Seventy-five years ago (October 27, 1949), Sand County Almanac (SCA) was published (Oxford University Press). It emerged from a great collection of essays and musings

Here we are, just eight days away from the presidential election. For us preachers, that means only one more Sunday before our parishioners head to
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday! Christmas never felt quite as happy to me. It always felt complicated, like I was supposed to feel
Decades ago, my friend and his wife visited their pastor wondering why his sermons seemed to be so complicated and vague. At some point in
My primary orientation is toward the past. I learned this when a friend and fellow enneagram-enthusiast told me that different numbers on the enneagram have
“There is no room in love for fear. Well-formed love banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life—fear of death, fear of judgment—is one

It’s a familiar hymn. I’ve sung it dozens of times in my life. More than that, it’s been sung in various settings and languages (starting with
I love Jesus so much I am afraid to talk about him. Jesus loves me so much he does not stop talking to me, not
It’s hard not to notice all the reboots in our popular culture. Sequels, prequels, origin stories, and updates to books, films, adaptations, musicals and music
I am writing this at midnight on my 29th birthday. October always stirs up bittersweetness for me. I grieve for the end of warm days
TuesdayIt’s an ordinary Tuesday (this past one, in fact), and spouse Ron and I both get a text from the Harris-Walz campaign inviting us to
As I take in news reports about fearful immigrants in my community and around the country, I wonder how many of us know our own
So. What’ll it be today? Rage or despair? Or can I manage to set them aside for a while? At least enough to get my
The pilgrimage routes that everyone knows are those leading to the cathedral at Santiago de Compostela in Spain, from starting points across Europe. Several Reformed
I turned thirty this summer, and when people asked me what I was excited for this decade, I kept responding, “I’m excited to stop packing

We lived in Southern Ohio when I was a kid and I have a vivid memory of sitting down the third base line at Crosley
She sent me a picture of two little cartoon mice snuggled by a fireplace with the caption “born to hang out every day, forced to
Out of curiosity and a little bit of nostalgia, I listened to the audiobook of Beth Moore’s memoir, All My Knotted Up Life, (read by
A few weeks ago in this space, Daniel Meeter asked whether there was room for Kuyperians in the Reformed Church in America. His answer was
I was holding my brother’s hand as he lay dying in the memory care facility. As I glanced over my right shoulder, the display on
What Else Is There to Say? What else is there to say? That’s what I’m stuck on. I’m going to be preaching Jesus’ “Parable of
A while back I was watching the Taylor Swift Eras Tour concert film with my eight-year-old son. We were both enjoying the incredible display of
We had become good friends and loved to talk and argue about lots of ideas, including politics, ethics, and morality. But I noticed he sidestepped
Part of my work as a hospital chaplain is leading spirituality groups on the behavioral health units. A theme we regularly discuss in these groups
Here at the RJ, we are eager to support the work of our colleagues, so a few of us will be writing about the newly
There are times when I find it difficult to pray. I come to terms with that (and then inevitably fall out-of-terms again) most meaningfully when
Sunday morning’s sermon centered a theme of showing God’s love in the world. It frequently does, this being a favorite topic of Pastor Karen –
A bicycle is for riding, not for flood measurement. But the bike parked on a street in Waynesville, North Carolina, on Sunday, September 29, showed by
The last time I posted here, I shared my review of Pulitzer-prizewinning journalist Eliza Griswold’s recent book, Circle of Hope: A Reckoning with Love, Power,
The war in Ukraine has ground on for nearly three years now. Painful reports persist of the continuing loss of life. “Meat grinders” is the
Dear Reader,On August 14 of this year, my wife Tammy and I celebrated twenty-five years of marriage. I can hardly believe it’s been a quarter
“Return” by Anya Krugovoy Silver When he returned home after many years,an enormous oak had split his house in two,its trunk growing right through the
After considering it for several years, I finally decided a few weeks ago to join the choir at our church. In high school and college,

On Sunday afternoon, I led my last worship service as an ordained Minister of the Word in the Christian Reformed Church in North America. The

Near the end of her 2006 memoir, Leaving Church, Barbara Brown Taylor tells the story of being invited to speak at a gathering. “Tell us
There are very few academic quotes that I think about regularly—sorry, professors. However, there’s one that almost haunts me. It comes from Hans Urs von
Just over ten years ago I was ordained as a Minister of the Word in the Christian Reformed Church. In so many ways, including denominationally,
It’s been an eventful few months in the Christian Reformed Church. Big and consequential things are happening, but that’s not why I’m writing. Another unfolding
My brother and I grew up in a small house with four adults–two parents, two grandparents, all of whom had things to say. All of
The two pencil sharpeners were identical, both blue with white plastic covers. They fit the hand of a second grader perfectly. Unfortunately, these little sharpeners
Christian Reformed people have been asking me whether they can be “Kuyperian” in the Reformed Church in America (RCA). This is obviously a pressing question
On a crisp morning Blue, our Shetland sheepdog, began his daily pacing, dog language for, “Put on my leash and take me for a walk.”
“You need to work on your identity crisis at a different institution.” With those words Dean Boender sent me packing. It was 1979, I was
Once more, it’s that time. My collection of observations, oddities, and other tidbits. If one doesn’t do much for you, maybe the next one will.

I get worn out by political arguing, and am especially wary of attempts to appropriate patriotism and religion for political purposes. Not surprisingly, these tricks
Today I won’t pretend to understandthe ways we care for one another.Today I will simply standin these thick woods and lovehow the branches of one
Amidst my summer binge read of thrillers, rom-coms, and celebrity memoirs, I managed to add a few more serious books into the mix. Read a
Various Christian Reformed congregations are beginning their forced march toward denominational disaffiliation, and various individuals find themselves on the way out of a job or

Our family just relocated from Washington, DC to Philadelphia. As the daughter of a US State Department Foreign Service family who made 5 international moves
Calcified I recently listened to an interview with political scientist and UCLA professor Lynn Vavreck. In it, she described the demographic trends she’s noticed as
I joked with a friend that my favorite contemplative readings have trended lately toward reflective white octogenarians. I’m 32, white, serve in a majority Black
When it comes to parenting, our current society has much to say. There are loads of parenting podcasts, manuals, books, explanations, discussions. Parenting is serious,
Heretic martyr, chained to the stake, Jan Hus sangand prayed while a hooded executioner held a torchto the dry sticks that pricked his feetand a
I often make vague pronouncements these days along the lines of “we live in a time of enormous upheaval.” I’m aware when I say this
August 22, 2024 Dear Michael, Greta, and the rest of my fellow Council of Delegates members, It is with deep sadness that I write to
Monday morning with no obligations claims the gift it is. I got up old-man early anyway. Such is the power of habit, and circadian rhythms,
Reading Pulitzer Prize winner Eliza Griswold’s new book, Circle of Hope: A Reckoning with Love, Power, and Justice in an American Church (just out from Farrar, Straus
Pastoral burnout is hardly breaking news. For years I’ve seen all sorts of troubling data about the high percentage of ministers stepping away from their

He ushered us into the sanctuary, to a reserved section up front, smiled warmly and gestured with his hand for us to be seated. It

I recently finished reading Stolen Focus by Johann Hari and have been urging friends to hasten out, get a copy, and do likewise. In this
My husband told me that he heard you should never be the one to end a hug with your child. Always let them release the
Tomorrow morning, my husband and I will be helping our oldest daughter move into her dorm room at Queen’s University here in Kingston, Ontario. It

Elizabeth and I met in 2018 in Louisville, Kentucky, where we gathered for our creative writing program’s spring residency. Having been first introduced virtually by a

I like being right. Luckily, I’m right a lot. Just ask me and I’ll tell you it’s true. Or you can ask my husband. He’ll tell you
I grew up playing all kinds of quirky games to pass the time on family road trips. One that was almost certainly unique to our
Sometimes we lose. We lose loved ones. We lose jobs. We lose health. We lose dreams. We lose the religious tradition, denomination, or church we
“I hate the church.” His words were harsh and almost haunting as we walked together through the thick morning fog. The man’s confession came from
You do not have to be a person of faith to recognize that addressing the climate crisis requires more than technological and policy solutions—although those
I’ve essentially quit Twitter/X, and my life is better for it. I joined the platform in 2008 as a young journalist hoping to gather sources,
I spent the morning at Dachau Concentration Camp memorial site, just outside Munich. I wandered the grounds and exhibitions: the roll call area, barracks, infirmary,
School has been starting for K-12 students round here this week, and even though my university’s classes begin after Labor Day, there’s already been the
“They look like Dr. Seuss flowers!” So declared my 10-year-old upon seeing the rows and rows of dahlias at the Meijer Gardens Dahlia Show in

In January. Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell posted a blog in this space called Joe Biden’s Age, arguing that Biden’s age helped make him trustworthy. The months since
We were enemies, we just didn’t know it yet. Sitting across the small table for two was my friend Andrei. Both of us had been
In the last two weeks, I’ve managed to see two new musicals that each offer their own critique of the American dream — Gatsby: An
A couple things recently have put me in mind of the late Peter Borgdorff. He was the first Executive Director of the Christian Reformed Church

I started writing for the Reformed Journal blog in Autumn of 2019. Some five years later, I’ve just crested the 100-blog peak. When I look
Sabbath is not simply the pause that refreshes. It is the pause that transforms.Walter Brueggemann Keep The Sabbath, Or God Will Keep It For You
All I could say to myself was, “Why would people want to prevent others from making promises to God and others?” In 2020, a “certificate
For someone who’s always loved school, attended school for what feels like forever, parents children who are in school, is married to a middle school

Communal dinners always brought me out of my comfort zone on the Camino. I generally walked alone and solitude was my focus. On this night
We recently stumbled into an unknown and unexpected place. . . the world of dog shows. After the death of our much-loved large breed dog, we

I am not a rock climber. In my childhood out in the fields and forests of northwestern Ontario, I was a capable and confident tree
I’ve seen this before, deer flies bold enough and brazen. You hear them, pounding themselves on the windshield and against the door and laying siege
Don’t get me wrong: I’ve always been more of a dog person. And as a lifelong single woman, my preferred terms have become “fun aunt”
Apparently I don’t really know what the word “wooly” means. Dictionaries tell me it means vague and confused. I’ve always liked the word wooly. I
I had walked past it numerous times and never paid it much attention. But this time I stopped because something peculiar had caught my eye.
I met him while sipping on a nice coffee and croissant. Not only was he a fellow pilgrim, but he was also an American. While
Every once in a while it is necessary for me to get outside the Reformed bubble. Not to wander in some hedonistic romp on the
Margaret[1] and I had a proper visit last week – not a quick hello, but a nice long sit-down. Margaret, a resident in the long-term

Maybe the world doesn’t need another person weighing in on the controversy surrounding the tableau on the bridge, but I’m going to weigh in on
The Office of Confessional Compliance Christian Reformed Church in North America Dear Brothers in Christ, We humbly acknowledge that it is the kindness, tolerance, and patience
There’s another story about political violence and wounding a right ear. In this case the victim was Malchas, a servant of the high priest and
One of our flood pictures features a little section of our backyard garden where a whole mess of detritus floated around until some stiff current
I caught up to her somewhere in the middle of Spain. I don’t remember her name, nor could I have ever pronounced it correctly if
Did you feel it last Sunday? Did you feel the world shift? President Biden withdrew from the campaign and endorsed Vice President Kamala Harris as
Many advocates of climate justice, Christian and otherwise, have looked to the Middle Ages to figure out what went wrong and how to set things
To: Calvin University Board of Trustees, President Greg Elzinga, Provost Noah TolyCalvin UniversityGrand Rapids, Michigan From: Timothy R. Van Deelen, Ph.D. Dear trustees and leaders
Perhaps what makes the “always” so poignant is that our eventual understanding that always isn’t always.

It happened so fast. We had no idea on Saturday morning, June 22, that the water was blocking off roads. My husband Dean and I

The attempted assassination of Donald Trump has elicited predicable responses from the right and left. I saw a post on Facebook that Saturday night claiming
As the morning mist began to clear I could see him walking in the distance. No matter how early I began my pilgrimage there always
A few years ago, when pain felt like it was destroying me from the inside out, undoing my very being—physical, mental, and spiritual—I started to
Now has the summer of our discontent passed all endurance. Rising Strongman Bone-Spur escapes by the narrowest margin the violence that karma had in store

Last week I had the pleasure of preaching at Yorkminster Park Baptist Church in downtown Toronto. Yorkminster hosts the Lester Randall Preaching Conference each fall,
What is it about J.D. Vance that gets under my skin? I know it’s got nothing to do with his selection this week as the
I am not very handy. I try to fix things around the house, but I have just enough knowledge to be dangerous. Often, when I
There is something that happens when I step outside, with no purse or bag. I almost feel naked, like my fevered August teacher dreams where
My wife Jodi has a picture of the two of us dancing at a wedding as the screensaver on her phone. She loves that picture.
A friend recommended to me the 2023 Oscar-winning release American Fiction, so I watched it this week (streaming on Prime video). The premise: Thelonious Ellison,
We live in an 1920s brick home within an upper middle class neighborhood of Grand Rapids, Michigan. Our house offers a lot of character and
The board of Elders at my brother’s church (which is not in the Reformed tradition) had a woman come to their meeting to profess her
High up a winding alpine road, at almost the very top of a narrow canyon, stood the 1920s log cabin my parents purchased in the
I remember when it was considered a good idea for churches to look and feel like shopping malls, a place where 1990s people felt comfortable
It’s now been almost two weeks since the first presidential debate. Words like “disaster,” “debacle,” and “embarrassment” have been used to describe it. Neither candidate
For the past month I’ve had the opportunity to chat — or is it snap? — with my daughter Jenna as she journeys along the
If you have ever spent time interacting with Indians, you are likely familiar with the Indian head bobble. Also referred to as the Indian head
I love the serenity prayer. Throughout my years of preaching, I’ve used it in all sorts of ways: to inspire surrender (God, grant me the
After 279 days and 2,895 miles aboard our 27-foot boat on the Great American Loop, my wife, Jill and I returned to our normal routine
“I don’t want to see anyone leave, but as Abraham was asked to offer up Isaac in obedience to faith, I see this as an
Way back in the day when the original Reformed Journal was still in print via Eerdmans Publishing Company in the 1980s, I had the thrill
There was no announcement or notification. Just some big machinery that dug up a large section of concrete in the middle of our street, a
The famous “sheep and goats” passage in Matthew 25 is a powerful message from Jesus as he nears his death. As Jesus tells it, those
Two ethereal beings make their way slowly along a lonely beach on the eastern shore of Lake Michigan. One is carrying a stick over their
The Christian Reformed Church Synod voted last week to expel more than two dozen LGBTQ-affirming churches and depose all LGBTQ-affirming ministers, elders, and deacons across
In an early scene of the film American Fiction, Monk (Jeffrey Wright) is noticeably upset. He moves a stack of his books—he’s a Black scholar
I’ve heard from a few readers about my extended absence from RJ. Not to worry (though I doubt this is a huge concern for many!)–I’ve

A recent piece in the New York Times raised an alarm about the “theocratic worldview” of Supreme Court Justice Samuel Alito. Uh oh! I have
Jesus can be like Gumby. You can stretch him around anything you have a mind to. (Although, as you see in the pictures, the little
A few hours after this blog post goes live, I will be a part of leading worship for the first time for a congregation under

If you’re in the mood for something silly and entertaining (but technically, biblical?!), I have to highly recommend this YouTube video that a friend shared

Like Laura de Jong yesterday, I’m too rocked by this week’s Christian Reformed Synod to speak to it. Maybe next time. But for now, a

More often than not, my week to write the blog comes around and I spend quite a bit of time wondering what on earth I’m
“I Learned It By Watching You!” It felt like we were acting out that famous anti-drug-use commercial from the 80s. You know the one. Father
The rain hadn’t let up at all that day. But then, this was England—wasn’t it supposed to be this way? The morning had dictated soggy
The late Walter Wink’s masterful three volume treatment of biblical “powers and principalities,” — what he calls “the invisible forces that determine human existence”– begins
It’s at least a small step up from the ham buns now. The funeral home staff orders some nice chicken salad on croissants, and I
Fortunately, here in Michigan, we are blessedly free of the dreaded cicada emergence/confluence happening this spring and summer in the Midwestern and Southeastern US. Those
This is written the day after Memorial Day. I awoke that morning aware of what day it was. I put up the flag. I stood
Shortly after last year’s synod, I had a conversation with a non-affirming office bearer in the Christian Reformed Church (CRCNA). This individual suggested to me
Think of someone you wish you had known—perhaps someone historic, famous, or uniquely gifted. Would you be any different if you had known them back
Iowa’s presidential caucuses, last January, were a non-event. On the Republican side, the only question was could any candidate pose a realistic challenge to Donald
We were somewhere in the midst of the COVID-19 pandemic. Probably 2021 or so. I was in the East Village of Des Moines working with
Whatever else can be said about parenting, for those who follow Jesus, parenting is an act of hope. It is an act of hope because
It can take all day for a pound of ground beef to thaw on the counter. I know this because when I thaw things the
Our church has the most delightful set of individual communion cups. No two of them are alike. One Sunday a few years ago, one of

I’m dog-sitting for a friend this week. Last Friday, Ruby and I dropped her human off at the airport and then she came back to
If you’ve read the little snippet of a bio that sits at the bottom of my blogs, you’ll already know that trees are important to

Saturday morning as I was pondering this blog, two things came to my attention in swift succession. One was colleague Jeff Munroe’s blog in which
I grew up in the Reformed Church in America, and I remember enjoying my Sunday school classes and Thursday night catechism classes. There were many
We call it our mother tongue, the language we learned to speak when we learned to speak. We heard it before we were born, because

On Thursday, the day Donald Trump became the first former President of the United States to be convicted of a felony, I visited the Columbine
The 2006 film Nacho Libre tells the story of a friar (Nacho) who loves to wrestle. (It’s based on a true story!) By day, Nacho
An underappreciated virtue of sunglasses worn on a cord around your neck is that they are there, at the ready, to catch errant bits of
Last week I sat on our high school bleachers for much longer than my back preferred and watched my oldest son and his friends file
My husband and co-pastor, Tony, and I have taken to quoting Dr. Becky, psychotherapist and parenting expert, who says, “Good parents aren’t perfect. Good parents

The other day I saw a new stamp in the post office and couldn’t stop myself from buying a sheet. (I know; the post office
In the Gospels, living with a disability can be dangerous to your health when Jesus is around. Sometimes disabled people go to Jesus, and other
Last fall I wrote here about a professional development group I was taking part in this year on campus. The group was tasked with exploring
The drive into Red Valley, Arizona is nothing but awe inspiring. First you drive through the tail of Shiprock, a volcanic plug towering 1000 feet

May has been a wearisome month if you’re a Toronto Blue Jay’s fan. Monday’s win against the Chicago White Sox heralded the first consecutive win
“What Are You Even Doing?” So, I’m a Doctor now, I guess. My kids don’t understand this. Sitting around our dinner table a few days

Years ago as I began my ministry, I read a book that exercised a huge influence on me: Taylor Branch’s history of the Civil Rights
Squirrels are busy building nests and planning for offspring, and you can tell they’re in a hurry by the number of munched branch remnants which
Along with experiencing more social distancing than we ever wanted during the pandemic, we’ve also become attentive to the harmful effects of isolation and loneliness.
Willemtje Hoogvliet was born in 1785 in Nieuw-Beijerland, South Holland, the Netherlands. She grew up, married Leendert Arendse, and at age 28 in 1813, had
All this tabloid talk brings us up to our necks in sleaze, but I don’t think Mr. Pecker should get the last word.. Once upon
A stream with no tributaries is a first-order stream. One with only first-order tributaries is second order and so-forth with ever increasing fractal complexity. So
Today, May 15, is known as The Nakba, the day 900,000 Palestinians became refugees when the state of Israel was formed in 1948. Today I
Winning is wonderful. When we work hard, do our very best at a competitive thing, the thing goes really well, and we are the winners,
I’ve been thinking a lot recently about the French Revolution. I’m sure it’s been keeping you up at night, too. Please don’t stop reading! As
Growing up, I remember debating with friends which superpower we would want. Superhuman strength to bend steel? X-ray vision to see through walls? To be
No, it’s not fair to measure the New Testament “healing narratives” against contemporary standards like the Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA), but it can be
A progressive friend of mine asked me recently what it means to me that I’m labeled as a conservative evangelical. With slight tongue-in-cheek, he especially
This past weekend, my husband and I watched the film, The Society of the Snow—the most recent cinematic account of the 1972 plane crash in
This weekend I had the delight of hosting Jeff Munroe at my church. It was great fun for me, this connection of two places I’ve
Hiking is great but not all hikes are the same. Hiking with the returning swans and eagles in Millennium Park near Grand Rapids, Michigan is
Recently my wife and I were among just over 15,000 people in West Michigan who took in one of the six Grand Rapids performances of
If it is spring in the Midwest, it will be windy. Ann Marie Riebe lived in the Great Plains of North Dakota. In the 1930s
(Overheard near the outskirts of Jericho.) “What’s going on up there?” “It’s a mob coming this way—a bunch of people I don’t recognize.” “It’s a
That vague, gloomy shadow moving slowly across the already stormy skies of American life right now? Yeah, that’s the upcoming 2024 election. We are going
William Jennings Bryan knew how to deliver a speech, a talent he picked it up as a kid and ran with, the youngest man ever

My annual physical is coming up. I’m anticipating the various encouragements and reprimands I might receive from the doctor; my blood pressure is too this
When the writers or the Board of the Reformed Journal gather, we usually spend a bit of time rehearsing the illustrious and uneven history of
Five years ago, our church didn’t know the difference between a gravamen and a grommet. Today, we’re facing remarkably difficult decisions about our place in
What do we need in order to celebrate? We think we need better friends. We think we need to be without sin, or pretend to

Energized discussion was already underway when I walked into my college classroom. Students were talking about the news report. A young man, stone drunk, had

I love the books of James McBride. It started with The Good Lord Bird (2013), the umpteenth telling of the story of John Brown but
The last couple of years have seen a lot of change for myself and my friends. Some of us have moved, whether thirty minutes down
One of the small delights of Larry’s life is getting a haircut. At his age he still has enough to cut. It’s thinning, but visible
Every once in a while you hear a lecture that is not only deeply engaging but is packed with enough information as to cause your
A missed basket. An untimely injury. A bad call by the referee. A rare mistake by a gifted athlete. I wish I didn’t care so
Sometime in about 2017, another newlywed I knew from college shared a blog post on Facebook. This piece, which her caption indicated she had found
Hello, friends. I should be writing about Earth Day today, but instead I’m going to share with you this beautiful sermon by Pastor Andrew Mead,

You’ve heard, of course, the oddities, like the dictionary and the Bible, but what made the news this week was that Pen America, who tallies

“Read this,” she said. So I did. She’s our professional writer and her critiques of my offerings for my biweekly RJ blogging gig sting me

So I’m bringing communion to my home bound members on a Sunday afternoon. The Elder who normally accompanied me had to back out at the
I retired in January – the first of January –too short a time yet to figure out exactly what it’s about. Makes it hard to
We have a family ritual of gathering around the television on Sunday nights to watch the hit show “America Idol.” Now in its 22nd season,
Here’s something else I think I need in order to celebrate: to be, retrospectively, without sin. I wrote my dissertation about raised-evangelicals writing about politics
I’d like to begin with two quick vignettes if you’ll humor me: One: There is a park near my house that has a small, regularly
I will be the first to admit that I am a latecomer to women’s NCAA basketball. I’ve been a fan of the Michigan State Spartans
Try as I might, I cannot relive Amiens Cathedral. In spite of having spent time there last summer, loitering long within its cavernous space and
It’s spring break season, and I returned earlier this week from a family road trip to Florida. As we made our way north, we chatted
David Timmer’s blog of yesterday put me in mind of Paul’s words in 1 Corinthians 1:18-31 and that in turn put me in mind of
Donald Trump has been turning increasingly to religion in order to validate his campaign for the presidency. Nothing in his personal history suggests devoutness, and
I turned in my dissertation revisions last week, and ever since, I have been on the hunt for University of Michigan regalia I can borrow
The Christian church in North America has much to answer for. We know this. Fellow RJ writer Jim Schaap reminded us yesterday of the church’s
Just about ten years ago, St. Louis University, a private Jesuit institution, moved a statue featuring one of its own founders, Father Pierre-Jean De Smet,
I am writing a film review of sorts, although I couldn’t tell you the last time before this that I had entered a theater and
Sometimes in pensive older age, perhaps prompted by an occasion, one reflects anew on the obvious. My wife and I were in Vienna to visit
Without a doubt, Gerben Winters (his real name!) was the grouchiest, crankiest, most curmudgeonly parishioner I had in over 45 years of ministry. He was
It’s been ten years now that I’ve been marking the Easter season in a new way. This marking began grimly, with the chill of every
I grew up in a junior varsity liturgical family. I spent enough time around high church people to know the date of Orthodox Christmas (special
After almost two months, I finally finished Tim Alberta’s The Kingdom, the Power, and the Glory: American Evangelicalism in an Age of Extremism. What a
We think that Paradise and Calvarie,Christ’s Crosse and Adam’s tree, stood in one place.Looke, Lord, and finde both Adams met in me;As the first Adam’s
In the sweeping narrative of Holy Week, today Jesus and his disciples celebrate the Passover meal, one last supper before Jesus is handed over to
In the Garden Several weeks ago, I spent three days with a small group of pastoral colleagues in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. We’ve been gathering
This is not a blog about immigration policy. This is not a blog that will necessarily even inform or speak into deliberations on U.S. border
In a pivotal scene from the film, The Sandlot, “Ham” Porter gives the final chilling insult to the boys from the fancy baseball team: “You
Ride on, King Jesus, ride on.No man can-a-hinder me. In preparation for Palm Sunday, I’ve spent time asking why I might have joined the crowd
About halfway through the umpteenth sweeping battle sequence in Dune: Part 2, I thought to myself: I’m bored. Oh yes, I know: the cinematography is
Just so happened to sit on a folding chair set up directly beneath the basket on the north end of the court last week at
Distance hides it a bit but not too much. I checked the rearview and braked hard to turn south on Forest Road 513. An afterthought,
Four years ago, at right about this time, I started the blog with T.S. Eliot’s observation that “midwinter spring is its own season.” Four years ago
Just before gametime, a young football player received notice that his father had died unexepectedly. Given the tragic circumstances, his coach told him that no
Hello again, Ron: Here’s the third installment of my take on how people in the Christian Reformed Church and the Reformed Church in America are
This is but the beginning of birth pangs, he said. Labor? This is labor?How much pain are we in for?And where are the midwives? This
The traveler stopped at a spot in the road and looked around. No book or map or phone to guide. Just a memory of words
In a recent episode of Kate Bowler’s podcast, Everything Happens, the actor and director, Richard Grant, shared the story of his late wife’s death. Richard
Leave it to Jesus to pack a punch in a sermon of just seven words. (Alright, technically it’s 41 words in the Greek. But it’s
Fred, a deacon at my church, was giving updates on mission opportunities. “On March 30th we will be serving lunch at the church up the
As I have noted here on the RJ Blog before, my Center for Excellence in Preaching at Calvin Theological Seminary is now part of a
I turn 45 this year. I’m just old enough to send my first son to college in the fall, and just young enough to tour
I’ve been preaching through the gospel of Mark leading up to Easter, and frankly, I’m growing weary of the litany of conflicts, misunderstandings, trick questions,
With our annual Oscar party coming up, my husband, Tony, and I have been watching our way through the Best Picture nominees. Last night was
In a sunny sky especially, the huge sandstone cutbanks along the Missouri can be perfectly stunning. To stumble on them after endless hours of treeless
One of the ways that spring begins to announce itself in West Michigan is that the Frederik Meijer Gardens and Sculpture Park–just voted #1 in
Stepping down from our tour bus at the visitor’s center, I found myself ankle deep in the finest, powdery dust I had ever encountered. My

We’ve suffered so many mass shootings, they don’t shock us. We’ve become inoculated. We should sit in lament and then rise up in protest, but
The Lord be with you.And also with you. Where are you right now?In your favorite chair? on the bus? in a crowd?Right there, God is.The
I’m a few years late to the game but I finally watched Under the Banner of Heaven, a 2022 drama series based on Jon Krakauer’s
Hello again, Ron!Back with Part II of my answer to your question of how Dutch Reformed folks compare to Evangelicals, at least in North America.
A few days ago I was driving home from an errand, and I was listening to a program on CBC Radio called Q. The host,
When I was a kid, I had an uncle named Randy who joined our extended family as he married one of my aunts. Randy was
If you know very much about me, then you know that I am a hobby gourmet cook. Few things are more enjoyable to me than
When the Human Sexuality Report (HSR) was adopted by the ruling body of the Christian Reformed Church in North America at Synod 2022, and re-enforced
It snowed Friday night, and it felt like the first snowfall of winter, again. We practically forgot what season it was here in the Chicago
What do the neighbors think of my front-yard native planting now? Last summer, the purple anise hyssop burst with fuzzy flower spikes for months, luring
The following was inspired by a recent conversation with a congregant. While I share this with permission, I have changed personal details to protect the
I woke up all sorts of lazy and dull. They were back from their walk, these two grad students. One worked for me years ago
We’re now a week into Lent. But I’m still thinking on last week’s confluence of Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday. I’ll admit I found all
On Veterans Day last year, Pete Peterson came to mind. Scrolling through social media, I saw all sorts of photos of fathers and grandfathers in
Recently while digging through boxes, I found a decorative cross that belonged to my grandmother. I’m not sure if she made it herself or if
You’ve touched all the foreheads with oil and ash. You’ve set them off to follow Jesus to Jerusalem. You’ve planned all the Lenten services with

Are you familiar with VR? It stands for virtual reality and people, especially young people or tech-y people (like those who fill my house) really
Eight years ago today, Avery Huffman took her last breath on this side of eternity. Avery was and is the third child of one of
Today marks 22 years since I was a 22-year-old leaving Switzerland after a six-month stint as an au pair. I have often called February 15
I know the reason why you think you gotta leavePromises of future glory don’t make a case for meI did my best and all the
Last week at Calvin University and Calvin Theological Seminary we hosted the Symposium on Worship as co-sponsored by the Calvin Institute of Christian Worship and
I’ve heard many opinions concerning what is and is not appropriate to teach in schools. The battles over curriculum are in high swing. But James
Last week I waxed nostalgic about sneaking into Calvin Church as a child to “play house”. This week, on my weekly Monday walk with my

It’s time once again to welcome guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia, offering timely wisdom and incisive comment on the tiniest of modern ailments.
Seems to me you have to cut LBJ some slack here. The man didn’t ask to be President. Didn’t run for it. Came into it
They ran the brush-hog late along the edge of the prairie. Winter-rank fuzzy stubble stems bristled from a beating off with a dull blade. An
I’ve written here before about my long years never decorating for Christmas–I was busy, I travel every Christmas, it seemed like too much work for
Cara and I went home last summer to see my dad. Going home is different since my mom died. We’re navigating new territory and creating

I shouldn’t have been surprised—but I still was—when I started hearing people claiming the National Football League is “rigged.” We are less than a week
I recently returned to Grand Rapids, my hometown, to visit my family. I love walking the streets of my childhood when I visit. I walk
A few months ago, I listened to Jill Dillard’s memoir Counting the Cost, and this month I followed it up with her sister Jinger Vuolo’s
Hi Ron: You asked whether I could try to explain “how the Christian Reformed Church and the Reformed Church in America can be considered evangelical
Steve and I have been friends for over 50 years. We shared many childhood experiences—youth football, Mackinaw Island with the Boy Scouts, the grade-school bus,
A Conversation With The Boss I listened a bit ago to a conversation between two musical legends. Ahmir “Questlove” Thompson, band leader and drummer of
In the movie Apollo 13, not long after an oxygen tank had exploded on the spacecraft, the computers at Mission Control in Houston were flashing
The cardiologist had been practicing for decades, and she was both knowledgeable and clear in her explanations. She said that many people have heart valves
For these Sunday posts in January, I want to listen to how people with immigration or refugee experiences find sustenance and purpose in difficult times.
There is “no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us
For years I’ve been told by friends I trust that I needed to read An Interrupted Life, by Etty Hillesum, who was Dutch and Jewish, a grown-up
At the beginning of the month, I participated in a learning trip to Northern Ireland, studying peacemaking and reconciliation with staff from the Calvin Institute
As an adolescent in the early ‘90s, the then-popular phrase “on fire for God” totally applied to me. I was a good, godly kid. I
I turned 65 yesterday. Earlier this month I joined the very popular and successful government-run national healthcare plan. Thank you! This landmark birthday has caused
Why does the Nicene Creed assign “life” to the Holy Spirit — the Lord and Giver of Life — when it gives creation in general
For these Sunday posts in January, I want to listen to how people with immigration or refugee experiences find sustenance and purpose in difficult times.
It was with some sense of defeat that Saturday approached and I thought, “All I have to write about is the weather.” But weather seems
“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Psalm 90:12 I am a day-numberer. Whether I am counting the

“This is the body of Christ, broken for you. Forgive the referees.” An elder said this to me as I took communion on the last
It wasn’t that long ago that you were young and we’d pile into the bedroom that two of you shared. You’d make room for each
As I write this blog on a snowed-in Sunday, the war between Israel and Hamas centered in Gaza has hit the 100-day mark. The death
There is something beautiful about waking up on MLK Day and remembering that it’s Victory Monday. We are a Detroit Lions household. We spend more
On January 31, Marilyn Nelson will visit Calvin University as part of the January Series, where we will do a live recording of the Poetry
For these Sunday posts in January, I want to listen to how people with immigration or refugee experiences find sustenance and purpose in difficult times.
Spring semester begins next week for me, and I’m looking forward to the two courses I’ll be teaching: creative nonfiction and environmental literature. I have
Exactly 136 years ago today, a monster arose on the northern plains just as country school kids were about to be dismissed. The Initial brute

I don’t know about accuracy here, but this morning I came across this claim: “Only 28 books sold more than 500,000 copies in the US

One person was rather noticeable at my mother’s funeral. He was a young Black man — the only one there. Afterward, I introduced myself. He
Editor’s Note: Frequent RJ commenter and poet Jack Ridl recently sent this letter to a young woman interested in poetry. We felt it was too
For these Sunday posts in January, I want to listen to how people, especially those with immigration or refugee experiences, find sustenance and purpose in
Today is Epiphany. Let’s celebrate by giving cash to the homeless. I know we cite plenty of reasons not to. What if the money is

I’ve been on a bit of a cult kick over my winter break, spending my free time engrossed in a few different cult documentaries. First,

I love the Bible. I am in it daily, sometimes deeply, sometimes lightly, depending on the readings and my mood. The Daily Office requires praying
One of my friends, while growing up, was the member of a small Pentecostal church in our town. It had, perhaps 25 members, most of
Why is my attention so frequently drawn to people who don’t (or won’t) sing in church? When I was a pastor—and now anytime I lead
It follows the same basic plotline of all sport films. The athlete works to overcome a seemingly impossible obstacle, and the audience cheers him/her/them/the team
Many years ago I served on an ecumenical board with a rich devotional practice at the first session of each board meeting: One board member
I have started counting hairs. I noticed three in the shower this morning. They came away as I shampooed my recently shortened hair. A few
Is everything ultimately quantifiable? Much as I hate to admit it, there is a little part of me that fears this question will someday become
Charles Dickens’ “ghostly little tale,” A Christmas Carol is one of individual conversion and transformation. But tucked away in a short dialogue between Ebenezer Scrooge
While the world tells us that Christmas has passed, the liturgical calendar reminds us that Christmas is just beginning. We should feel no pressure to

The State of Minnesota wants a half-section of land in Murray County to become once again what it was 200 years ago, when only Dakota

Dear Reader, Merry Christmas! As you awake this morning (or read this at a later time), I hope the Gloria of the heavenly hosts is
Back in 2005 Christian Smith captured the functional religion of North American culture, especially among young people, with the term moralistic therapeutic deism. It is
Kathleen Norris writes often about monks, monasteries, the vast plains of South Dakota, and assorted other largely unknown and misunderstood subjects. In 2008 she wrote
“Help me!” she called out. “Can someone please help me?” I was sitting in a community room of the long term care home where I
This is the second year now I’ve bought a poinsettia from a student fundraising for a school trip. This is the second year I’ve put
When I was in between my final two years of university, a lovely Korean student named Sunyoung sublet one of the rooms in our creaky
Although I am not an expert in cinema, I have to believe that I am one of many people who count Alexander Payne as one
It’s the penultimate Monday of 2023–and next Monday doesn’t really count as it is Christmas Day. So, the year is basically over, Advent has but
One of the purposes of Advent is to nurture the habit of waiting, the spiritual fruit of patience as we wait for something better. When
These candlelit evenings, ancient hope glimmers like a gift,gleams for a moment, then falters, slips to nothingin the circling of the year, our loves still

There was a lull. No one would have said the sudden silence was anywhere near the peace-on-earth promise of Christmas, and while it would have

The big news on the creation-care front was that we, in North America, woke up to newly-revealed final language in the COP28’s First Global Stocktake
Who woulda thunk a controversy would break out in the Reformed Journal blog over this issue, among all the disputed questions in Calvinist circles? Not
I am not proud to admit it, but I am quite directionally illiterate when it comes to navigating my way around this world. Much to

What’s saving your life right now? That’s a question Barbara Brown Taylor explores in her memoir Leaving Church, and a question whose power has stuck
“Communication is not just the transmission of information; it is the co-creation of culture.” So says Quentin Schultze in his Christian perspective on communication entitled
I’ve been on a memoir kick this year. Actually, that may be a bit of an understatement. By my count, I’m currently working on my
Laura de Jong may be ok with our beloved founder having loosened up on premature celebrations of Christmas, but I’m going to stick with Advent
I’m taking to heart Steve’s admonition to not be an Advent snob. So much so that I’m jumping right past Christmas to talk about Lent.
Bazan One of the holiday albums in heavy rotation in my Spotify app every December is David Bazan’s Dark Sacred Night. It’s no Gene Autry
I am writing this blog from the Tucson airport as my wife and I are returning from a brief getaway in the Desert Southwest. We
Was it this year’s unusual calendar? Or maybe it’s that I’m now retired from the pastorate? But it seemed like Christmas mirth and zaniness had
In this Advent season, I share this personal experience to encourage people who wait in hope. It’s a story about Vince (not his real name),
The church was packed. Mom would have liked that. And all five “first ladies” were in attendance–she would have liked that too. She would have
What do you suppose you’d find, to root around in that walnut-sized brain for a while? It’s a pathetic nod to self-care I suppose, but
I know Debra used a Mary Oliver quote in her post on Saturday, but I generally feel it’s never a bad idea to emulate Debra
I’ve kept company with the Reformed Journal for fifty years. It began when I was a graduate student appreciating a touch of home amid my
Recently, some lovely friends threw a party for my new book, Nourishing Narratives. As part of the event, I had a conversation with Michael Wildschut,
I read my best book of 2023 last week. Now I don’t want to get too ahead of myself — I could read something else
Years ago when I was on the Board of Editors for what was then called Perspectives magazine, a consultant brought us all to a moment
There were always some very gooey caramel brownies and lots of other tantalizing desserts, usually with sprinkles. That was what I always noticed first at
The text popped up on my cell phone just as the sun was rising and I was doing my morning devotions. It was a video.
“Dr. Japinga, you apologized a lot for the church today.” Every semester in my Christian Feminism class, we have a conversation about the church. A
Before we get started, let’s clear the air: people in the know on such things claim the only liar more gifted in deceit than James
I went to the public library downtown this week to pick up a book I had on hold, and while I was there, I noticed
Last week I had the opportunity to offer an invocation – some opening words of welcome – at one of Queen’s University’s convocation ceremonies. I

I preached the Thanksgiving service at my church yesterday on a few verses from II Corinthians 9, where Paul speaks about generosity. I quoted Karl
In my family, we argue over the correct stuffing for the turkey. Among my earliest memories of Thanksgiving, is my dad, in his pajamas, spooning
I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds. Psalm 9:1 Isn’t it significant that scripture ties
Welcome to Coon Rapids, Iowa. And why did my visit there remind me of the American church? I was in Coon Rapids last August to

It’s been over a month since that terrible day on October 7 when Hamas militants broke through Israeli security and brutally killed over a thousand

I asked my students if they experienced any helpful conversations about sexuality in church or youth group. Most said no. They may have learned about
At my house we’ve started the Thanksgiving conversation with mashed potatoes. Next, the pies. My sister is going to a “Friendsgiving” Gathering in which she
On a warm Sunday morning in late October, my family and I attended a smudging ceremony. An indigenous leader from our church had invited the
Mass revival meetings are convened by evangelical movements around the globe, seldom by the Reformed and Presbyterian and Lutheran and Episcopalian churches that have sustained
It started with chocolate chip cookies. After a lunch meeting with a wide array of cookie options, one person mentioned he loved cookies, but not

A cartoon that made the rounds on social media around the time of the Fall time change a week ago showed two older men passing
“I’m no hero,” Chester Nez chuckles. “I just wanted to serve my country.” Nez grew up in New Mexico, and did not have the right
After thirty years of teaching at Hope College, I’ve learned a lot from my students. On woman wrote about reading Romans 16: “I grew up
This Advent, the Revised Common Lectionary shifts from the Year A sequence to the Year B sequence. Lucky us—this means the first passage we will
I’m working away on something, when Alexa offers me “I Dream of Jeannie with the Light Brown Hair,” ancient Americana penned by Stephen Foster, no
My impulse to get up and leave surprised me. I’ve heard our communion liturgy a million times, but why thoughts to just walk away –
I have read so many things in the past few years about why people are leaving the church. As churches, we’ve critiqued, we’ve analyzed, and
In Memory of John Hwang This first appeared on Du Mez CONNECTIONS, Kristin’s Substack newsletter on November 5. I usually keep a degree of separation

I’m very pleased today to announce a new venture, Reformed Journal Books, and to reveal the cover of our first book: Telling Stories in the
We played a lot of catch. During the last year of his life, my dad could hear very little, and what he heard, he couldn’t
As an avid watcher of all sorts of reality television, particularly anything related to American religion, I’d been on the lookout for Jill Dillard’s memoir,
As a bored junior high age resident of the south side of Chicago, I was intrigued by news that Mr. Slager was looking for workers.
I was having drinks with a friend on Saturday night when a woman at the table next to ours made really intense eye contact with

Luminous Shards There’s a rectangular stained glass lamp that sits near my desk in my study. It’s had a place there for years. My wife

Talkative. Funny. Getting smarter. Able to move beyond literalism. Increasingly concerned about physical appearance. Having a strong need for affirmation. These are the traits of
The world is a bleak place these days. Long about the time one had gotten used to having an abiding sadness and sickness over the
The Bachelor has been on television for more than twenty seasons. I watched the early seasons with my roommates in college, but quickly lost interest
I love a good celebration. Birthdays, significant milestones, Thanksgiving, Christmas—all of these evoke memories of good times with family and friends. Granted, sometimes these same
They will answer, “Lord, when did we see you fleeing your home because of flooding or drought or wildfire, or suffering from heat exhaustion, or
There ought to be a turnout. There ought to be a sign a mile back–you know, “Scenic Overlook” or something akin to warn drivers on

For the last forty days, I’ve had the enormous privilege of talking with people about my new novel: I’ve given author talks at libraries and
On October 31, Eerdmans Publishing officially releases Scenes with My Son: Love and Grief in the Wake of Suicide, a memoir I wrote about my

I always appreciated not receiving much appreciation during Pastors’ Appreciation Month. Invented by the sellers of greeting cards and trinkets, pushed by “Christian” media, it’s

I opened my news feed this morning to horrific headlines, the latest in a string of horrific headlines: “Gaza’s Doctors Struggle to Save Hospital Blast
Contribute to the needs of the saints; extend hospitality to strangers.Romans 12:13 What comes to mind when you hear the word “hospitality”? I think of
This piece was written in March 2023, three days after the Nashville Covenant School shooting. Sadly, of course, there continues to be shootings, violence, despair,
Social scientists have called our attention to the growing separation of economic and social classes in the United States. De jure segregation is illegal everywhere,
There is nothing new under the sun. In July, 2006, Hezbollah fighters fired rockets from Lebanon into Israel as a distraction from the anti-tank missile
Every now and then, we get to be a part of bright, mysterious moments where unexpected life-threads twist together. I recently had an afternoon that

I am guessing that not a lot of RJ readers have heard of something named Mounjaro. But thanks to heavy advertising on TV probably most

He was a beloved professor at a mid-sized seminary in a mid-sized city. His specialty was systematic theology, and his gift was making dry doctrines
Much of what I know about ecumenism I learned in a used furniture store. My first pastoral call was to a Reformed Church in America
What most people mean by the word “confessional” is a booth in a church where you tell your sins to the priest. Scholars use the
For some time now, I’ve been unable to determine what to do with the Wiseman story. I ran into it when I read the name
A habitual early-riser, I often don’t sleep well in hotels, so I was up early doomscrolling pre-dawn. Given time zone differences, the European climate scientists
It’s midpoint in the Calvin semester, and students (and let’s be honest, the faculty, too) are dragging themselves towards fall break. The weather is colder.
No one has ever called me a Kuyperian, and I’m okay with that. Then Kuyper scholar par excellence and RJ blogger, Jim Bratt, mentioned Kuyper’s driestarren
The title of this blog is based on a quote from the well-known philosopher and theologian, Lego Batman. At one point in The Lego Movie,
“But let justice roll down like water and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream” (Amos 5:24) Several years ago, while I was working on a project for
This academic year I was invited to join a professional development group exploring vocation at the university where I work. Our goal for the year
As Donald Trump first ran for the White House, I started wondering whether he was the antichrist. How else to explain the rapturous support of
There I was, just sitting on my couch, when the ducks in dresses appeared. Not literally. Unfortunately. Rather, through that medium of all things weird
Beloved in the Lord Jesus Christ,The holy supper which we are about to celebrateIs a feast of remembrance, communion, and hope…from the Reformed Church in
If you haven’t seen the show, Welcome to Wrexham, the basic plot is that the well known (mostly known?) Hollywood actors, Ryan Reynolds and Rob
Kintsugi is the ancient practice of repairing porcelain fractures with powder resin mixed with gold. The principle of kintsugi is that the repairs to the porcelain
I’ve been working on a writing project, and an unexpected theme has emerged. Fear. The book isn’t a memoir – not really – but it
It’s all so familiar on a September Saturday morning. Up early, obligations to a student event, though I’d rather have the day to myself. Another
I always relish the turn to autumn each year–it has remained my favorite season unabated through half a century. And yet, as Steve’s piece yesterday
Our dog died last month. Thank you for your condolences. I think almost all of us have learned to take the death of pets seriously.
He stood in my study at church, scanning my bookshelves. Suddenly he turned to me, pointed to a whole section of leadership books–both religious and
The fall of 2019 was rough for my family. In early September, my maternal great grandmother died ‘full of years’ at the remarkable age of
I’ve been both giddy and annoyed recently by the way that “story” has been trending in the public sphere. In my house, where my husband
Caring is complicated. Which means parenting is complicated. And friendship is complicated. And working in care-giving jobs is complicated. What should my care look like?
I’ve been thinking a lot about truth-telling lately. I’m working on a presentation for a preaching conference next month. I’ve titled the workshop “Preaching Towards

I have a deep love for Avalon, Barry Levinson’s autobiographical movie from 1990. According to Wikipedia (which means it must be true), Avalon cost $20
The New York Times has been, one suspects, doing very well these days through its Games/Puzzle division. Of course for almost as long as the
I was surprised to see the book framed by Samuel 8. The people came to Samuel and said: Place a King over us, to guide
I always preach the same wedding sermon. I’m not sure if other pastors do this too. Honestly it feels a bit like cheating. But I
My English composition students have been revising their first, low-impact, warm-up essay assignment this week. We’re mostly working on organization and sentence style at this
How long ago? It was back in the days of the dropkick, a move designed to surprise the defense and turn what might have looked
Creation demands its wolves. I keep thinking this as I reflect on two, sort-of obscure anniversaries that surfaced recently. They’re both remembrances of extinctions. One
The three Abrahamic religions share the story of Jacob’s wonderful dream (Genesis 28). As Desmond Tutu tells it in his Children of God Storybook Bible,
There is a haunting passage in Marilynne Robinson’s novel, Jack (2020), the fourth in her quartet of novels revolving around two mid-20th-century families from the

On 9/11 last year I was living in the Hague, Netherlands and serving a congregation founded several decades ago by Reformed Church in America pastors.
One of the great joys of my work at Western Theological Seminary is meeting with students to talk about their writing. Students can send me
Navigating the Complexities and Compassion of Abortion in Hannah Matthews’ You or Someone You Love To say my views on abortion have evolved over the
If people recognize Harriet Beecher Stowe, it is as the author of Uncle Tom’s Cabin, the antislavery classic and the best-selling novel of the 19th
I got Covid last week, and it knocked me right out. Which meant I spent a lot of time on my couch in front of
The late 1950’s were dry years in Lyon County, Iowa where we lived. The summer winds from the south were unusually hot and blustery. The
The title of today’s RJ blog is borrowed from a chapter title in a book of essays by the late Frederick Buechner. I was reminded
One of my first tastes of freedom was driving a car, alone, with sole control of the radio. It was a manual 1986 Nissan Sentra,
It’s tomato season. I’m not sure I can convey the physical weight represented by those three words. The eight Roma plants in my backyard garden,
I’ve been thinking heavy thoughts all week—about liberal arts education, public discourse and its discontents, the challenges of the creative process, curricular dilemmas, etc. In
I don’t know where Dad got his hair cut regularly, but I remember that a trip to Cedar Grove, just down the pike, was rare,
Color doesn’t matter, I thought as I tied another one on. I convinced myself, tying trout flies back in grad school. But I can hear
It’s the beginning of a new school year–my 51st consecutive year of beginning school since I first toddled off to preschool in the mists of
Many of Oxford University’s colleges ban walking on their finely manicured lawns, and Christ Church’s school of theology is no exception. Standing near the pristine

It was the last Friday of the school year when I pulled two freshmen out of study hall for a conversation. They first looked at me
We come to the final week of the Year A cycle in the Season of Creation. This is supposed to be the “River” week, but

Time is a weird thing to live in and experience; weirder still to try and articulate. My 14 year-old daughter has a unique obsession with

My sister, Tracy, was diagnosed with brain cancer exactly nine months ago. Within weeks of learning that she had a rare brain tumor, called an
Two weeks ago, I visited the Rembrandt House Museum in Amsterdam, where Rembrandt van Rijn lived, painted, and sold paintings from 1639 to 1658. An
I’m not sure exactly when or where I learned it. Was it overt, clearly stated in some book or class? Or did I more intuit
My colleague Gary D. Schmidt is an award-winning author of Middle Grade fiction and so speaks all over the country. He also has connections with

“Who are your workers and what do they carry with them emotionally and spiritually into worship?” I frequently ask pastors and worship leaders this question
We’re in the third week of reflecting on the themes of the Year A Season of Creation lectionary, and that theme is supposed to be
This summer, Calvin University librarians are doing a “collection review.” That means they’re culling the stacks. Apparently, Calvin has never done this before. And since
If my sense of the past is anywhere close to accurate, I’d guess John A. Vogel was a silent type who, on the rare occasion

Each spring, I give a favorite lecture, an homage to a Belgian mathematician, Pierre François Verhulst. In two publications (1838 and 1847), Verhulst argued that
When my oldest daughter Elena was a wee tot, there were parts of her bedtime routine that took a bit of wheedling and cajoling –
Just one word, one schismatic word, as venerable Scott Hoezee pointed out in these pages. This time it’s not circumcision, as in Galatia, but “chastity”

I was mindlessly scrolling through Facebook the other day when a meme stopped me. The photo was of an old, overweight guy pushing a cart
We continue looking at the themes for the Year A “Season of Creation” Sundays. Week Two is intended to follow the Theme of “Land.” In

I applaud Debra Rienstra’s initial piece, “We Have to Talk About Economics,” to introduce more discussion of economics in the Christian church community. I also
Jonathan Edwards has had a few tough innings of late. On the left, some dismiss him out of hand for having owned enslaved Africans (at
It is not a miracle—I know that. But it is extraordinary, something worth exclaiming about. For twenty-one consecutive mornings, I have risen and walked out
Group Session “Can you even teach people to apologize?” My wife Monica wondered this aloud as we sat together over espresso and croissants at our
Late in this summer’s blockbuster Christopher Nolan film Oppenheimer viewers are presented with a disorienting set of images. It is the evening of August 6,
We live in a connected world, a time where cities are growing, socio-ecological matters are pressing, and the reality of living alongside people who are
I have the honor of sharing on the Reformed Journal blog for the four Sundays of August, and I thought it would be a good
Warning: This post contains a few mild spoilers. Dear Young Women, Yes, you should see the Barbie movie. And sure, go ahead and wear hot
I didn’t see the Twin Towers go down on 9/11. Let me take that back—because I was in class, I didn’t see the collapse, not
I had another post in prep but I switched it up to go with this. This deserves to be amplified and it is so astonishingly
Last Saturday, July 29, was my favorite feast day, one I celebrate every year: the feast day of St. Martha. Anyone who knows me even
On Sunday mornings I now fill a pew not a pulpit. Recently, a preacher’s sermon sent me down the proverbial rabbit hole. She shared how
In my previous post here on the RJ blog, I wrote about my decision to quit a masters in clinical mental health counseling program, even
Writing on these Sundays in July, I decided to go back to my childhood on an Iowa farm and all the treasures I learned from
There was a game that my family used to play in the car sometimes, back when I was around seven or eight years old. The
In January of 1992 I joined a week-long educational trip to El Salvador. That same month marked the end of a fifteen-year civil war in
When this blog goes live, I will hopefully be thousands of feet in the air over the mid-Atlantic, on my way to the Netherlands for
We’re past the halfway mark of the summer, and I can feel myself beginning to hold on too tightly. My anxiety rises as I wake
Jesus grew up a good Jewish boy, which would have meant saying the Shema every day: “Hear O Israel, the Lord is our God, the

Belief, Belonging, and the Guy in Pew 18’s Trouble Moving Further Up and Further In The pews in our historic sanctuary are numbered, a vestige
Writing on these Sundays in July, I decided to go back to my childhood on an Iowa farm and all the treasures I learned from
Weary from contention, seeking escape, I try to rest. Even rest feels hard, hard like dry ground. A pillow flattened into stone. Tension in my
Global missions are too critical to the work of God’s Kingdom to be owned and controlled by denominations. This more or less sums up the
RIO (red, indigo, orange) did right by us. He’s a robust and feisty male piping plover and Vince, the Park Service, biologist heard him calling
This week I’m on vacation, hopefully being mindful in the way articulated by the poem I shared here last time. And next week is the
As significant as the discovery of the wheel. Some experts are appraising the emergence of Artificial Intelligence (AI) in this way. It is a technological
I did not attend or watch the CRC synod of 2023. I anticipated that I could not bear to do so. I have been a
Writing on these Sundays in July, I decided to go back to my childhood on an Iowa farm and all the treasures I learned from
A few years ago, a friend and I read Matthew Desmond’s Evicted, and even years later, it’s still one of the best books I’ve read.
“Come build a church with soul and spirit, come build a church of flesh and bone. We need no tower rising skyward; no house of
My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather was a priest in the Netherlands. That’s thirteen “greats” if you weren’t counting. His name was Feito Ruardi, and he was born in
“I hate the Psalms!” I’ve been known to say. On hearing this once, my pastor frowned, and offered, “Well, they are the songbook of the
As I was casting about for ideas for this week’s blog, my eyes Sunday fell on the latest NY Times column by Tish Harrison Warren.
Maybe it’s because millennials are doing a lot of mainstream writing right now, but it seems like nostalgia is popular these days. Are reboots a
Writing on these Sundays in July, I decided to go back to my childhood on an Iowa farm and all the treasures I learned from
Occasional guest blogger Pious Petunia has apparently started a podcast? I’m not sure, but I did discover what appears to be part of a transcript
It’s that season again when, out back whacking weeds, I’m accosted by Sunday School melodies that seep into my consciousness from some obscure memory tank
As I write, I’m flying from Belfast to Amsterdam on the penultimate leg of a long-anticipated trip to the Netherlands and Northern Ireland with my
I’ve been away from the blog for some weeks, in part because I’ve been cleaning out my father’s house and preparing it for market. A
This Fourth of July finds the United States, for all its statistics of prosperity, poisoned by venom, distrust, and the most serious challenge to the
I’ve always prided myself in not being a quitter. Over the years, what I’ve lacked in natural intelligence and ability I’ve tried to make up
Writing on these Sundays in July, I decided to go back to my childhood on an Iowa farm and all the treasures I learned from
I am a breakfast person. I love breakfast. A good breakfast is a good start to the day, isn’t it? I especially like to plan
I learned about slow TV through NPR’s Invisibilia podcast. They dropped an episode about it back in May of 2021, introducing their audience to the
Warning: this blog contains spoilers of Ted Lasso Season 3. Scott beat me to the punch with his blog about the NY Times story of
When my husband and I were first married we had a favorite breakfast place. We’d order the same thing to split every time: a hashbrown
It’s not often as one scans through something like the New York Times that an article involving celebrities and a Presbyterian church jumps out. But
Missionaries have always been . . . weird. Growing up the son of a minister in the Midwest meant that at least once a year
Jesus asked good questions. This is the final installment of Questions Jesus Asked. Do You Understand What I Have Done for You? When he had
“Watch any good shows lately?” Usually, the answer is no. Most of the time I doom scroll through the streaming apps, only to land back
Just exactly why the Fool Soldiers decided to rescue the hostages White Lodge and his band had captured–and abused–is a question no one will ever
I became an Elder in a congregation of the Christian Reformed Church at the tender age of 33, not quite the stern silverback archetype I
Last week’s discussion of inclusiveness and church order at the Christian Reformed Church’s (CRCNA) annual Synod evoked memories of an earlier debate that dragged on
You may have noticed that since Brene` Brown (The Gifts Of Imperfection) and others, the idea of perfection has taken a bit of a beating,
Last spring I was hiking along a section of the Saline River that shambles through the city of Milan, Michigan, and I came to a
Jesus asked good questions. On the Sundays in June we will consider some Questions Jesus Asked. “Where shall we buy bread for these people to
There was just something wholesome about that Duggar family. Or at least that’s what TLC wanted you to think. Sure, they were a little quirky,
“Whatever you do, don’t go into grandma and grandpa’s living room tonight. Dad and your uncles have to decide whether we’re leaving the church.” Those
So it’s the last day of the CRC’s synod. Much has been decided, but not everything. As of my uploading this at 10:30 last night,
Finishing the Last Battle The night before her final day of fifth grade, we arrived at the concluding chapter of The Last Battle. In the
Anyone who knows me will tell you I am not the world’s biggest sports fan. But I do enjoy sports and mostly know the rules
Once again the garage is warming up enough to work on instruments. Sanity is restored! The instrument vice now holds a vintage 1777 Antonius Stradivarius
Jesus asked good questions. On the Sundays in June we will consider some Questions Jesus Asked. Do You Want to Get Well? Now there is
Somewhere deep in the woods of Northern Michigan, two ethereal beings sit on tree stumps near a campfire. Both slump in toward the fire, slowly

For someone like myself, not to bring up the CRC Synod, which begins today, is quite frankly impossible. Pardon the me-ness of what’s here, but

The Protestant Church in Oman is a mission of the Reformed Church in America, and I gave them a month of pulpit supply during Lent.

I was in the midst of a good old-fashioned clean-out of the kitchen cupboards when I found an odd stash that made me pause with
Less than 72 hours after I came out, an office bearer in the Christian Reformed Church, standing in the church lobby after worship, compared me
A few months ago, I attended a gathering of pastors and denominational leaders in my regional synod (the Synod of the Heartland). We worshipped together.
Jesus asked good questions. On the Sundays in June we will consider some Questions Jesus Asked. “What Do You Want?” The next day John was
With only two days left of school— two half days— this post is dedicated to summer. At my house, we kick off summer with our

My dad and I talk to each other on the phone once a week during my noon dog-walk. He updates me on the joys of
A couple weeks ago I traveled to Kingsfold Retreat Centre with a group of pastors who have gathered once a month this past year, mostly
Over the last month, my photo memories have been punctuated with pictures of past graduations. There’s the white gown from Holland Christian High School then
It’s T-Minus 10 days and counting until the beginning of the annual meeting of the synod of the CRCNA. Probably it is fair to say
A recent outstanding graduate from Northwestern College, with double major in history and public relations, William Minnick is a guest writer for today’s post. William
Once upon a time, way back in my seminary days, I found myself weeping in my library cubicle. I was reading “In One Body Through
I hate to say this, but we’re going to have to talk about economics in church. I would not make this grim assertion without reason,
David Brooks’ gracious tribute to Tim Keller in Tuesday’s New York Times is the kind of lament that manages somehow to bring light into and through the palpable
A six-pack of IPAs and an almond-currant loaf from the Dutch import store are hard to hide in an expense report, so I’ll probably let
When you grow up in Pella, Iowa, you have an automatic version of heritage that adheres to you at birth. We all knew the story
When I read here on the RJ blog about “Better Together: A Third Way,” an organized effort to hold together the Christian Reformed Church, my
I left for college on a Sunday afternoon in August, crawling into a Thunderbird with three other students, waving goodbye to parents and siblings, and
Disclaimer: Sherman Street, this is not written for you. You’re doing just fine. Thank you for that. Disclaimer #2: To everyone else, if you find
There are a series of TikTok videos I’ve been getting on my For You Page these last couple of months. In classic TikTok fashion, I
I was honored to present the following meditation last month at the ceremony honoring Calvin University’s Class of 1973 on the 50th anniversary of their

My first novel comes out in the fall. Written for a middle-grade audience, it’s a novel in verse that grew from the seed of a

Athens I can still hear the gravel voice of Marlin Vis: “There’s no better way to understand the Text than by hearing it on the
The gifted songwriter and balladeer Gordon Lightfoot passed away recently. I know from my many Canadian friends that he was something of a national treasure
Mauro stood nervously in front of the two teachers while they talked about him. They must be talking about him! He had no idea what
“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in
I’ve enjoyed the new mystery-of-the-week series Poker Face, streaming on Peacock. It’s a murder mystery show created by Rian Johnson (The Glass Onion) that recalls
I’d like to believe it was the music that did it. What was going around him, what spread like a prairie fire, must have tested
Neil Young’s guitar growls and stomps with old testimony buzz and smoke in the bare trees. One of the most instantly recognized riffs in rock
One of the joys of being a college professor is watching students come more and more into their own—understanding their intelligence and their gifts, growing
When I was a senior in high school in 1960, the young people’s magazine of my denomination (Christian Reformed Church) asked me and several other
Terry Gross was interviewing the author Judy Blume on NPR’s Fresh Air. Blume had grown up secular Jewish, and Gross was asking her about her
With the coming of spring comes the return of a grief that I have just been discovering over the last few years. A couple of
When Spring Doesn’t Show Up… Or maybe I should say, “When Spring Doesn’t Show Up the way you want or expect it to… because, obviously,
My dear friend, Jenna, is a pastor in West Michigan. This Easter Sunday morning, she told me the story of one of her parishioners, who
This weekend I watched the new John Mulaney Netflix comedy special, Baby J. Mulaney’s had an eventful couple of years, and he recounts much of
Jesus was a Jew until John made him a Baptist. I hope you are laughing because that claim is funny. It’s a little one liner

The Agenda for the 2023 Synod of the Christian Reformed Church came out recently. It weighs in at 629 pages, approximately half of which is

The plot lines of the long-running reality show series are quite familiar: middle aged women dealing with relationships and scandals. Most reality shows center on
“…we do not know how to pray as we ought…” -Romans 8:26 Paul’s admission here comforts me, given the variety of ways my prayers tend
This morning, I woke up to the grinding buzz of landscaping equipment. There’d been an email about it, but it was before 8 a.m. and
If you’re following the Trail, when you get to the river, hold on to that GPS because while finding the First Council Monument doesn’t require
If we will have the wisdom to survive,to stand like slow growing treeson a ruined place, I didn’t know what to make of Earth Day
During COVID, when I still lived in Brooklyn, my niece took me bird-watching in Prospect Park. It was warbler time, the days were lengthening, and
Some time ago, against what is perhaps my better judgment, I volunteered to become president of the condo board. The association was in the middle

There are so many depressing stories of evangelicals getting things wrong lately, I thought it might be nice to hear a story about a time
During seminary, a professor who would later become a mentor and friend, the missional theologian Darrell Guder, taught our class something that that has stayed
Last week I finished reading Jim Freeman’s Rich Thanks to Racism, adding another book to my list of bleak reads on the state of America.
This writing refers to two pieces of legislation recently supported and signed into law by Iowa Governor Kim Reynolds. Senate File 538 prohibits medical personnel
I heard recently about an area church that doesn’t sing. They don’t dislike music. There’s still a small band that plays music throughout the service.
Worthy is the Lamb that was slaughteredTo receive power and wealth and wisdom and mightAnd honor and glory and blessing! -The Revelation to John, 5.12
Some while ago, not sure when, Facebook started embedding a feature called “Reels” into people’s news feeds. These are seemingly random video clips usually lasting
Born in 1936 and having grown up in a Christian Reformed Church, I do not recall ever deciding that same sex attraction was wrong. It
Easter Two of the fingers on his right hand had been broken so when he poured back into that hand it surprised him—it hurt him at first. And the whole
“But Deb, it’s got 52 percent on Rotten Tomatoes! That’s right in your sweet spot!” This was husband Ron, years ago, trying to convince me
The town is growing, developments sprouting here and there, as what was once a sleepy village becomes more and more suburban Chattanooga. Traffic flows eagerly
I was invited into Creation Care ministry about twenty years ago. At the time, something about it felt right, intuitive, urgent even, something essential to
During Lent, my Bible study considered passages about the disciples in the time leading up to the crucifixion. There was an obvious takeaway: what a
Giving advice is easy. There’s something that’s a half bubble off and I have just the right thing to bring balance. I can reach into
As a theology professor, I regularly confront—and help students to confront—God’s hiddenness in history. For all the signs that point to God’s activity in time—Jesus’
My morning commute often takes me by one of the campuses of Family Church, a new, energetic, and growing church in West Michigan. It’s one
Those of us raised in white Christian traditions go to great lengths–from Passion plays to Tenebrae services to silent meditation–to feel the weight of Christ’s
I stood in front of the painting long enough that my neck hurt from craning upward, long enough to make the connection that onlookers that
It was Palm Sunday evening in the De Jonge house. My husband had had a rough afternoon – navigating online portals in order to send
Last Sunday, I went to church with my dad. We entered through the back door, avoiding the social banter in the foyer. And I immediately
I’ve been feeling a little burnt out in my faith lately. In many ways, Lent seemed like an acceptable season to feel a bit spiritually
On the heels of the height of the pandemic, the congregation I serve graciously provided an extended time of sabbath for me. The previous months
Is it more important to maintain a Dutch ethnic identity? Or join and grow with other believers? The history of the Reformed Church in America

On March 18, 2002, the sanctuary of the St. Michael Catholic Church was destroyed by fire. St. Michael is a Roman Catholic church in Wheaton,
Hey, AI Robot Friend. I need to write a blog post. What have you got to say about Palm Sunday? Palm Sunday marks the beginning
What do I remember? The place was close enough to Vicksburg to visit the battlefield, which was primarily a siege of that Mississippi citadel Gen.
Header photo: Antarctic Sea ice reaches another record low (February 2023). NASA Earth Observatory, public domain. So, do you love your children? Your grandchildren? Your
Whenever I take students to Italy, I prepare them to look at all the art, perhaps surprisingly, by giving them permission to focus. I tell
We’ve been alerted to the War on Christmas, but no one seems concerned about the War on Palm Sunday. It’s not a new war. It’s
As a friend and I walked down the hill, the emerald Aegean sparkled in the sun and lapped at the sides of a gleaming white

Tell me, why do we send the ushers around with offering baskets during worship – when most members have already given electronically, either through automatic
I’ve gotten very into Michael Hobbes’ latest podcast endeavor, If Books Could Kill. Hobbes was the longtime host of another favorite podcast, You’re Wrong About,
The Christian Reformed theobros are laying in ammunition for their assault on heretics such as I at this June’s meeting of Synod, but I don’t
The day of a cheese deliverer starts early in the Netherlands. At 5 a.m., on a quiet July morning twelve years ago, I was in
. . .what I saw was a full moon rising just as the sun was going down. Each of them was standing on its edge, with
COVID found its way into my body last week for the first time (at least that I know of). Probably a national gathering of folks
It is good to try something new. But the more years that pass, I become more hesitant to try new things, particularly when there is

“Regret,” says author Brené Brown, “is a tough but fair teacher.” The idea, she writes, is that regret gives us the opportunity to grow, to
Ron and I had the extraordinary opportunity to join a group sponsored by the Calvin Institute of Christian Worship on a trip to the South, an immersive study
“Making disciples who grow disciples” — this is what the leadership of the Reformed Church in America (RCA), the denomination to which I belong, claims
Such a week. Between successive Sundays, I’ve traveled from the opposite side of the globe, navigated a frenzied week on campus, ascended the mountain, and
It’s been a while since I’ve shared a prayer from my very talented friend and colleague, Jane Zwart. It seemed particularly appropriate, given the change
“The Bible and Same Sex Marriage: How and Why I Changed from a Traditional to an Affirming Position” — that’s what I called the testimony
Dear Reader,This past January I was gifted with a three week mini-sabbatical, made possible by a generous clergy revitalization grant from the RCA and the

I have new respect for interim pastors. More often, these days, they’re called transitional pastors, but whatever we call them, I now see in a
During the cold, winter-weary days of early March I usually start to daydream about flowers. I think of the first tender, pink tulips of spring,
A chimpanzee named Mahale gave birth to a son in the middle of last November. Kucheza was born via c-section at the Sedgwick County Zoo
Last summer I made quite a few trips between Kitchener and Grand Haven, a five-hour drive. About two hours in I would start to feel
I worry that our discipleship groups, catechism classes, and sermons teach us how to defend a God who needs no defense. Our faith prioritizes being
The MDiv senior students in my two sections of the Capstone Integrative Seminar are gearing up to take their Oral Comprehensive Exams next week and
Listening to a book review podcast recently, I was intrigued by the title of a new book called This Other Eden. I have no idea

My first-ever sermon feedback came from my wife on a Saturday afternoon in Iowa City, Iowa. She was sitting in the living room of our
Seeing immediate distraction beckoning from the long porch ahead, I reach for the rail – then lose myself in a Wonderland of continuous motion. Here,
I read Philip Yancey’s What’s So Amazing About Grace? during a three-week stint I spent in Amsterdam. The end punctuation may well make the question rhetorical because
I saw venison on the menu so, of course, I had to order it – knowing that the only deer in Africa is the romantically
Yesterday, I finally cleared away the pile of paper that had been slowly growing more and more mountainous on my side desk. It’s still cold
I am curious how discipleship became the primary paradigm of the vital Christian life, especially among Protestants. My own denomination, the Reformed Church in America

I was having my teeth cleaned the other day and noticed the hygienist was quietly singing along with the radio in the dentist’s office. The

I retired a few years ago, said goodbye to my last congregation in Zürich, Switzerland, moved to Holland, Michigan, and started a new life. I
Still feeling a little burned out from the fall semester last month, I treated myself to a day off last month and wandered into a
It probably wasn’t noted from your pulpit either, but this past January 23 was an epoch-ending day in the history of aviation. The last commercial
When I was I college, I lived for three years on the Honors Floor, an intentional living-learning floor in the dorms for students who were,
You are dust, and to dust you shall return.Genesis 3.19 WeCroak Ian Thomas, a young Silicon Valley app designer, rented a room in the Brooklyn
It’s an odd day. Today, that is. Depending on to whom you talk, today is “Mardi Gras” or “Fat Tuesday.” But you might also hear
Nowadays, history and related topics like geography and political science are in resurgence. That’s a wonderful thing. History majors everywhere are celebrating. Seems like we’ve
“Do you ever feel like a ‘monster’ in our world, like the one in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein?”, the teacher asked. My hand rocketed up to
For about six years now, I’ve been talking with all kinds of people about their frustration with the church’s sluggishness on climate action. I’ve talked
There’s much about it that’s mythical, that takes the music way beyond its own unique syncopation and opening guitar riffs into something so big that
I am wrung out. Seeking sunshine restoration in the wastes. The parking lot opossum was likely lapping up the salt leavings. It trundled off into
My parents – Moses Wells and Mary Parsons – were born in the first decade of the twentieth century in Harbour Grace, Newfoundland. Newfoundland has
Teaching “Intro to Philosophy” gives me a severe case of Imposter Syndrome. I comfort myself by remembering my own level of sophistication as a college
Last month, in honor of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., I featured Part 1 of an interview with Martha Draayer, a bi-vocational co-pastor of Maria
“What was your favorite phase of parenting?” I saw my kids’ lives flash before my eyes, as my friend Marla casually asked me this seemingly
I moved to a new school as a sophomore in high school, and I was assigned the worst locker. I rode the bus at that
I have five episodes left to watch in the eleventh and final season of The Walking Dead. I watch this show not because I like

In his book Last Chance to See, Douglas Adams tells a wonderful story about visiting a centuries-old temple in Kyoto, Japan. He mentioned to his

For nearly twenty years now I have had the privilege of teaching at St. Paul’s University in Limuru, Kenya. This year the school of theology
Growing up in the 60s, 70s, and 80s I was always aware of Johnny Carson and “The Tonight Show.” Like maybe a lot of kids,
I wasn’t very flexible, and had long legs and a shorter torso, so the V Sit and Reach wasn’t an area where I excelled. The
“California is confusing when it comes to dress codes. Some people show up to business meetings in shorts and a polo and someone else will
When my mother was dying, I sat by her bedside one afternoon at the nursing home. The pastor from her church showed up for a
There may come a time when someone’s great-grandma discovers a dusty old day book some long-ago ancestor left behind, a broken mess of scribbled-in remnants
At the end of a whirlwind lecture about the “Writings” in the Hebrew Bible, my intro Old Testament professor arrived at the whirlwind itself: Job
One of the reasons I keep participating on this blog is that I think it makes me more attentive. And that’s vital to me, especially
*** If you listen to a preacher long enough, you can deduce what they wrestle with personally, and you come to realize that all preachers
The first time you seesomething die, you won’t know it mightcome back… -Maggie Smith, First Fall It’s been a cloudy, cloudy month in these parts.
“I’ve been thinking about the way,” is how Danusha Laméris begins her poem “Small Kindnesses.” I too have been thinking about the way, the way
I want to share a surprising and uplifting moment that occurred a few weeks ago in the supermarket. But first let me tell you about

In graduate school, I got a chance to see correspondence between two 19th century lions of American Presbyterian theology: Charles Hodge and James Henley Thornwell.
Last week at a funeral, the pastor spoke about how we might see God, how we can pay attention to God, in a world full
Sometimes cemeteries present interesting stories simply by the accidental placement of the deceased. One of the best is this one in Oak Hill Cemetery, Battle
If you are Stephen Colbert, Jimmy Fallon, or a writer for Saturday Night Live, George Santos is your meal ticket of the moment. He’s low
For many years, in both high school and college classes, I taught e e cummings’ poem “i thank You God,” and it was always a
I grew up on a dairy farm in northeast Ohio. At that time—in the late 70’s, through the 80’s, and eventually into the 90’s—it was
At a work meeting this week, our committee was discussing a niggling little matter that will need to be decided soon. As we talked amicably,
Come January, what you’ve got to work with here is a snowy quilt, occasional azure up above, dusky grasses the color of buffalo calves, and
“Pack a lunch and you will need your own hammer” he told me. So I dove my teen-aged self to Gemmen’s Hardware and stood in
Yesterday, January 17th, was the birthday of Anne Brontë. Born in 1820, Anne was the youngest of the famous Brontë siblings–and like her sisters, Charlotte
Part of the conversation begun by Syd Hielema’s essay The Church of Jesus in 2047: Life After the Decade from Hell, and then continued by
Today, as we honor the legacy of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and his dream of a nation freed from racism and injustice,
Walking Hilde my dog around the block a few nights ago we pass the stoop which has become a kind of gathering place for some
I’ve been thinking a lot about “caring for the other,” and not just according to the biblical mandate to “love thy neighbor,” but something more

Several months ago, as I was approaching the end of fourteen years of full-time pastoring, a couple of friends asked me how I was doing.

I would like the record to state that I am obsessed with the idea of a church dog, and I am very fond of Miss
Because January is a season for reflection and resolutions, my social media feeds have been filled with those setting reading goals or asking for book
One of my pastors preached a sermon from John 6 Sunday on Jesus’s well-known statement “I am the bread of life.” He reminded us at
Tom Goodhart’s recent tribute to his canine pastoral assistant Hilde invites further reflection on the role of animal companions in our spiritual lives. Christians talk a
This Sunday many congregations are observing the Epiphany. Of course, the Epiphany took place on Friday past, but our flexible liturgical observance allows us such
Ron and I visited the British Museum last summer and spent some time in an exhibit called “Collecting the World,” which attempted to explain how
We were in Spakenburg, the Netherlands, the whole Schaap family, because I wanted to see what that world looked like–I had to see it to
Seamus Heaney mugged my Christmas and pinned me down through New Year’s. I was ambushed one evening on Youtube safari, a weak moment. With a
I was at my dad’s church for Christmas Eve and my own on New Year’s Day—and both times the stories of Anna and Simeon were
Two little boys compelled me to visit the border last month. I saw one in New York, in the Port Authority Bus Terminal, sent up

The 2022 CRC Synod was painful for many people, but it boosted readership on the Reformed Journal. I spent some time as the calendar turned
Happy New Year! The transition from one year to the next is an auspicious moment to consider not only what has passed but also what
I didn’t keep my resolutions this year. Though let’s be honest, I rarely do. I kind of hate resolutions because too often they seem to
Well, 2022 turned out to be quite a year. The surprising outcome of the fall elections—as well as their results going virtually uncontested—will make the
When I was a kid, each summer we’d pack up our station wagon, hitch a cargo trailer to the back and load it up with
Some of our regular RJ bloggers offer their favorites of 2022 — books, TV, movies, whatever. These aren’t necessarily works that came out this year,
In 1989, the Pennsylvania Supreme Court handed down its now-infamous “Reindeer Ruling.” Controversy erupted in a municipality in the hilly western side of the Keystone
Just what is this period, this interregnum, between Christmas and Epiphany? Is there a focus biblically? Lectionaries often opt for the slaughter of the innocents
Nativity scenes are great for reminding us of all of the parts of the Christmas story: the angel, the wise men, the shepherds, and of
During the Sundays of Advent we’ve published excerpts from All Creation Waits: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings by Gayle Boss. Below is the book’s
Scene 1 EXT. ROYAL ROAD—DAY Three dusty magi, along with their small crew, camels, and baggage, lumber along a busy trade route toward the West.
‘Twas in the moon of winter-timeWhen all the birds had fled, That mighty Gitchi ManitouSent angel choirs instead;Before their light the stars grew dim,And wandering hunters
A response to Syd Hielema’s The Church of Jesus in 2047: Life After the Decade from Hell, posted on the Reformed Journal on December 12.

Luke 1: 46-56 What does Mary look like in your mind’s eye? We’ve got a lot of romanticized notions about Mary. Beautiful, clean, the picture
The last session of my Intro to Philosophy class fell on December 6 — St. Nicholas Day. That’s not such a big deal, I realize.
“Comfort, O comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem and cry out to her….” Advent is the time when we hear again
On November 27, the first Sunday of Advent, we published an adaptation of the introduction to All Creation Waits: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings
When I was a young girl, and my dad was my pastor and my mom sang in the choir, my brother and I occasionally sat
My favourite morning dog-walking path can be treacherous. In the winter it’s treacherous for me because of ice and snow. But in the summer it’s
Matthew 11:2-11 “Are you the one who is to come, or are we to wait for another?” Is this a word from a renowned skeptic?
The first blogpost I ever wrote for the Reformed Journal blog was about the Flint water crisis. It ended with an appeal for Michigan residents

This weekend I read with some interest a series of articles responding to the idea of the historian as activist. This topic was taken up
This past Saturday my colleague Deb Rienstra had an excellent reflection on a different way to observe Advent from the wastelands of life all around
On November 27, the first Sunday of Advent, we published an adaptation of the introduction to All Creation Waits: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings
The whole creation groansAnd waits to hear that voiceThat shall restore her comelinessAnd make her wastes rejoice. I could observe here the traditional Christian pastime
“You ought to see it–it’s right there on your way home. Just turn right, into Dakota City. Watch for the signs.” That I didn’t know
The good people of our village Rotary put up a Christmas light display every year and I selflessly volunteer my services in policing their deer
This has been such a busy semester that I haven’t had much time for TV–at least, the kind of extended binge watching of whole series.
Write a blog for ten years and you just might be surprised what you end up saying. I have never gone out of my way

I failed here. This is a picture I took in late October of a house we lived in from 2009-2010 in Dordrecht, the Netherlands. (The
Last Sunday, the first Sunday of Advent, we published an adaptation of the introduction to All Creation Waits: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings by
I love words. Spoken, written, sung, remembered, invented, translated – words are beautiful to me. Libraries are right up there with forests as top-tier happy-places
American Thanksgiving supposedly celebrated its 401st anniversary last week. In fact, as a national holiday, this was #160. It would help redeem the occasion if
One of the best books on the craft of writing that I’ve read in a while is Verlyn Klinkenborg’s Several Short Sentences about Writing. Klinkenborg
Wildlife management tip (I’m an expert): You can drive mice from your wall by annoying them — loudly. Hence, ye olde boom box (remember them?)
I’m currently reading Becoming Mrs. Lewis, by Patti Callahan. It’s the story of how Joy Davidman came to know and develop a relationship with C.S.

It’s happened three times now this semester: I’ve been somewhere (a lecture, a volleyball game, a plane), and I’ve unsuspectingly sat next to strangers who

A couple weeks ago I preached the story of Jesus feeding the 5000 for the very first time in twenty-one years of ministry. Oddly, I’d
“Who believes in the hereafter?” the pastor asked the congregation. Hands went up all over, of course. “Good!” the pastor said, “because we’re here after
Podcasts. Talk shows. Chat shows. Texts. Books. Audio books. News. Newspapers. Articles. Substacks. Letters. Mail. Advertisements. Subreddits. Tweets. Insta Reels. TikTok videos. Even billboards. There
The other morning, while he was making his lunch for the day, my husband mumbled something I couldn’t quite hear. “What was that, Love?” He
This post is adapted from the introduction to All Creation Waits: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings by Gayle Boss. For the three Sundays of
We keep a small bird feeder outside the tall windows in the back of our house. It only requires a minute or two to exit
A couple weeks ago, we noticed areas of our front lawn getting oddly floody. Why? It hadn’t been raining. Could it be…? Uh oh. Sure
You really can’t miss that scary cover, but let me help you with the small print. On the first day, the program offers great music

I’ve always been intrigued by those amazing “But wait, there’s more” television commercials. So intrigued, in fact, that I created a “But wait, there’s more”
When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion,we were like those who dreamed.Our mouths were filled with laughter,our tongues with songs of joy.Then it was
In a very deep way, the entire Christian life in this world is lived in Advent, between the first and second comings of the Lord,
It appeared on a good many social media posts I spied. It was front and center in a worship service at a church I attended.
Historical fiction is a tricky trope. We have information from the past, but are usually missing quite a few pieces. It is fun to fill
If ministers serve the incarnate, written, and proclaimed Word, what would it mean to say that they serve the sacraments? Serve the sacramental life of
I was lying in bed last Sunday, scrolling through Facebook, and debating whether to get up and start the day, when I came across a
Three things about my grandparents’ grave you may miss unless I point them out. The first is my bottom half, in white shorts, so telling
St. John’s Catholic church in our village is constructed of yellow sandstone. It’s a graceful steeple and stained-glass presence in one of our older neighborhoods.

I have been taught a lot of things about Scripture throughout my long life in the Christian Reformed Church. Scripture is infallible and inerrant. It
Walking up the stairs of Hagia Sophia was a holy moment for me. I was part of a tour group in Turkey several years ago.
In the summer of 2022, the Christian Reformed Church’s Synod approved a report on human sexuality that went beyond stating a denominational position and offering
When the church ordained me to the ministry, the presiding officer said “Take thou, Paul, authority to execute the office of minister of the Word;
Pay attention to the things that take you out of and beyond your everyday living. They are a jolt to the system, perhaps a moment
“There’s never a call away from something without a call to something else.” I’ve heard variations on this theme throughout my years of ministry. I’m

I met Mr. M when he was in intensive care. His niece had asked for prayer for him one Sunday and I figured that since
I have been re-reading Marilynne Robinson’s Gilead slowly, paying attention to individual sentences, noting the wisdom and beauty of so many of them, how seemingly
In church Sunday one of my pastors prayed for this election day in America. A main thing he prayed for was something that once upon
God is love. A truer statement was never spoken, but it necessarily begs the age old question “what is love?” The church is called to
During the summer of 2022 the consistory (governing board) of the congregation I serve granted me a 12-week sabbath. This was not intended as a
When you live near other people, trouble ensues. Thankfully, guest columnist Pious Petunia offers sage advice for this season’s neighborly dilemmas. Dear Pious Petunia: I
There were littler ones, babies even, hard as that is to consider. It looks to me as if the lineup in this proud old photo
Confession here. Early in my undergraduate career at Calvin College (now University), I became disenamored with my choice to declare a Biology major. As a
I had another blog started for this week when I was absolutely arrested by a new poem from my friend, the brilliant poet, Jane Zwart.
A colleague once noted a unique feature of church websites, and a roughly geographical divide. Midwestern church websites often include pictures of people, whereas Eastern
The daily blog of the Reformed Journal turns 11 today. Adolescence is just around the corner! On October 31, 2011 the first blog was posted.
At twilight today a legion of costumed children will pester their neighbors for gifts of candy and sweets. “Halloween” carries distant echoes of All Saints’
Isn’t it interesting that Jesus rarely says anything affirming about the nuclear family? You won’t catch Jesus asking Peter to have another child, or telling

I was delighted the other week to see a piece in the New York Times on Tricia Hersey, the founder of the Nap Ministry. I

It’s always tough to have to follow up Laura de Jong in this space, especially when she writes a beautiful post like yesterday’s on …
After a week of cold, grey skies, never-ending drizzle, and a bout of rather surprising hail, this past weekend the sun came out, the temperatures
At last [Sam] gasped: Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself. Is everything sad going to come untrue?
Somebody asked me a good question recently. “When you listen to sermons or read sermons, if you see things that need improving, what is usually
One historian described it as an expedition that seemed a “tedious march from one place to another made known to them by Indians and French
If I were to take a straw poll, I have a hunch most pastor friends of mine would prefer Good Friday to Easter, Advent to
Midterm elections are well under way in the US. Since Michigan allows anyone to vote absentee, I’ve already fed my completed ballot into the friendly
In her illustrious family, Rosalie couldn’t help but feel crowded out. I mean, her siblings were a “who’s who” of life among the Omaha in
At Hotel Chequamegon, I pay the state rate, but ghosts stay for free. Off the lobby, the parlor faces north over Chequamegon Bay. A book-jacket
I have been absolutely wowed by the autumn colors this year. I know other years have been good, too, but for some reason, this year
We Canadians have already celebrated Thanksgiving, one of my very favourite holidays. Every year in early October, my family joins in a huge potluck feast
Imagine a great theatre. To call it “great” does not do this theatre justice. It was immense, stunning, beautiful, impossible to fully appreciate. The exact
“I’d never want to ask anyone for money.” I hear this often, perhaps because support raising is a core piece of what sustains our ministry.
As a single mom raising five kids, age 10 and under, including two sets of twins, the days and nights of sacrifice are long, emotionally
“This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine.My rifle is my best friend. It is my life…” The Rifleman’s
I was sitting at my son and daughter-in-law’s house relaxing after putting the grandkids to bed when my phone beeped. It was a message from

A few years back, I was working at the desk in the library of the seminary I was attending. A group of women walked in
“How I have loved my physical life,” says old Pastor Ames in Marilynne Robinson’s Gilead. It is the kind of observation only an elderly person
Life is easier with a list of prescriptions. We live in a complicated world where voices assail us from every direction trying to persuade us
In her sermon last month, Pastor Kristen Livingston recounted a scene of kids at a pool party running toward some bubbles and watermelon that had
From a distance I noticed the perky, orange jeep parked at the far end of a long line of minivans in front of an elementary
“Pastors are people who stay.” My husband recently attended the CRC chaplains’ conference in Grand Rapids and Professor Danjuma Gibson was one of the presenters.
Playing a game of Wordle has become a morning ritual for me. I love the game enough that I considered whether I might be able
I’ve added a new hobby the last few months: I’m a volunteer door-knocker for a candidate I’m supporting in the upcoming election. I always think
October arrived over the weekend and with the passing of September came also an end to the month in which most of the Classes in
Are you a person that has an answer for everything? Jemar Tisby, an American historian, wrote a meditation entitled “The People Who Don’t Have Any
When I planned what I would share for today, I envisioned it would be about new beginnings, opening our hearts to newness, hearing God’s calling
Many thanks to fellow Twelver Tim Van Deelen for his generous shout-out to the Refugia Podcast, and especially for his account of episode 24 with
Couldn’t be more different, I suppose. In Rome’s famous Borgese Galleries’ Gian Lorenzo Bernini’s David is an immensely commanding presence that isn’t just to look at.
I think every church leader should listen to and contemplate episode 23 of Professor Debra Rienstra’s Refugia Faith podcast. It’s entitled “Purple Zone Refugia: Leah
Perhaps, like me, you heard the NPR story this week about “puffling season”: the practice of pitching puffins off of precipices. Alliterative fun aside, this
The cupboard in my soul that holds wonderings, trivia, and odd observations is overflowing once again. Time for another installment of random things. Here’s ten
My father died on August 13. Although he’d been declining for the past several months, and although he had reached the grand old age of
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how
I’ve been thinking a lot about rest this year. It can be hard thinking about rest when we live in a society that’s so ultra-focused
I’m teaching a short course on Vietnam this month as a prelude to the trip I’ll be leading there in November. We’re doing a quick
I was at a gathering this weekend that began with worship. The worship leader offered a short devotional, encouraging us, in the words of Jesus
Akedah I’ve always shuddered at Genesis 22. As a child, I’d read the story of Abraham’ s willing journey to sacrifice his son Isaac (which
A good bit of my summer was taken up by my hosting five listening sessions with groups of pastors. The purpose was to try to
News of the death of Queen Elizabeth on September 8 swiftly encircled the globe. We knew already that her health was declining – that she
“My joy is gone, grief is upon me, my heart is sick… Is there no balm in Gilead?” Jeremiah 8 Change is hard! We are
On Sunday we prayed for the King, in the little Anglican Church in Sharbot Lake, Ontario. During the Intercessions, Mark, a farmer and one of
I am not a theologian on this blog, or a pastor. I have no authority to say this, but I think there’s a spiritual virtue
Our Village President called and asked about endangered species. We knew each other because our sons were soccer teammates. The Village wanted to build a
The other day I heard on NPR’s “It’s Been a Minute” that, according to Nielsen, between February 2021 and February 2022, there were something like
Haute Couture isn’t really my thing. I get too much of my clothes at Target. Just probably, however, I may understand a bit more about
She struggles to hold him still in her arms, bouncing him up and down, but he’s wiggly. He leans over and reaches for the water
It is a privilege to add my voice to the Reformed Journal’s Daily Blog. And my start date is September 11! Living in Upstate New
I’m up and out of the house earlier these days. Middle and High School drop-offs have us in the minivan by 7am. At 7am, morning
I am heading into a big transition. In a few weeks, I will preach my final sermon in the church where I have pastored for
A couple weeks ago I went camping with my family. I love camping. I love the relaxed pace. I love being outside. I love hiking
I’m reading a brilliant and challenging book right now, The Sum of Us, whose author argues that white people have lost a lot more than
The Apostle Paul made it clear that coarse talk coming from our mouths is not the mark of a follower of Christ. In Ephesians 5
I recently got engaged and have started to wear the customary ring lovingly gifted to me by my partner, Chris. The ring was an ongoing

Since school is back in, it’s got me thinking about young students who have been growing up these past few years and what they’ve endured:
If you have ever muttered to yourself, “Kids these days! They have the attention spans of gnats!”, I am here to report that the kids
Right now, our big bluestem are heavy with seeds, the patch closest to my window sky high, seven feet, I’m sure. We planted them years
My day’s highlight was lunch with a former grad student. We caught up on her classmates and mutual friends, departmental politics, her life now. Their
School started again this week for me. I had been thinking about the fact that I’ve hit a career milestone–I’m beginning my 25th year as a
Walter Brueggemann has said, “The telling of story is the way the power of God becomes available in each new present circumstance.” That seems to
You could feel the anxiety and worry oozing out of the headlines. As the summer has progressed, the headlines out of Germany have trumpeted the
Leading up to the 2016 Brexit referendum to decide if the United Kingdom (UK) should leave or remain in the European Union (EU), Boris Johnson
Last month I got coffee with an older member of my church, someone who a half-century ago was at the forefront of the civil rights
We can’t let summer 2022 pass without marking the 50th anniversary of Watergate. Or, of “Watergate.” Watergate itself was a Keystone Cops burglary of the
Now and again, the peaceable kingdom beyond our cottage deck takes a startling turn. I once on a tranquil summer afternoon saw a highly territorial
Note: I really hope you’ve read Mark Hiskes’ important essay Afraid to Teach which was posted on the website this week. (If not, stop reading
Some years ago when Rob Bell was still pastor at the West Michigan megachurch Mars Hill, a few of my students (among others) noticed that
A few weeks ago, my husband and kids and I took a road trip out to Northwestern Ontario for a bit of a reunion on
I used to call myself an institutionalist, and did so quite proudly. The belief that institutional systems and structures—norms and mores—ultimately provide protections, sustain decency,
As I was walking through Kollen Park in Holland, Michigan along the shoreline of Lake Macatawa, I overtook a young mother and her two daughters.
At 96 years old, Frederick Buechner left this vale of tears and passed, as my Native friends might say, into the spirit world. I should
I am rebuilding a violin made in 1719 by a famous builder. I can spend hours in my garage meticulously working over every detail. Reminds

This is the First Roseland Christian Reformed Church of Chicago Illinois — a long time ago. First of all, I want you to know that

I’d bet there is hardly a pastor out there who hasn’t at some point winced at a funeral, during family members’ comments and eulogies. It
Recently I had a conversation with a fellow pastor and close friend who’s in the final weeks of her sabbatical. I asked her, “In what
I live through an odd phenomenon every year: Pride month and the General Synod of the Reformed Church in America (RCA) happening simultaneously. As someone
It was the 90s, and my high school photography teacher had a poster hanging on the wall by the artist, SARK, that caught my attention.
A man in my community died last month. After a twelve month tangle with glioblastoma, he entered a ten-day rapid unraveling and died on July
Last week The Reformed Journal linked to a sermon video and transcript by Diana Butler Bass, given at the Wild Goose festival a couple weeks

The Sabbath itself is a sanctuary in which we build, a sanctuary in time. Abraham Joshua Heschel, The Sabbath Road Trip We were hours into
My family and I recently went camping on the shores of Lake Michigan. I spent every second I could next to that big, beautiful body
Some of those jingly jangly camp songs still pop into my head from time to time (this one, in the tune of ‘The Old Grey
Over the years, I’ve developed a little tradition of writing a letter to the child or children being baptized as the sermon on that Sunday.

We had new carpeting installed at our house this week, and somehow this led to me scrubbing out the cupboard under the kitchen sink. What
That Alice Kirk Grierson loved her husband is clear from the letters she sent him, full of devotion that wasn’t simply practiced or platonic. For

Curse you, Rev. Jonker! Well not really, but we were coached to open provocatively. Still, it’s 3:34 am and I am re-listening to his sermon.
I’m technically on vacation right now. “Technically,” because I did spend time finishing a syllabus on Saturday and I did go into work today for a meeting. Well, and
Not that long ago,* I called on an elderly man of my congregation who was hospitalized. On my previous visit he had requested that I

Today’s entry is not an opinion piece but a hodge-podge of things I want to make sure our readers are aware of. One might even
Over the years, I’ve developed a little tradition of writing a letter to the child or children being baptized as the sermon on that Sunday.
Did anyone else watch The Good Place? Created by Michael Schur, the show started airing in 2016 and wrapped up in January 2020 after four
I’ve been thinking about the coup that the Christian Reformed chapter of the Theobros pulled off at the CRC Synod last month, and the musings
My boyfriend got a puppy this week. He bought her a few weeks ago and finally got to bring her home on Monday. When I
“After he said these things, Jesus became visibly upset, and then he told them why. ‘One of you is going to betray me.’ “ (John
A week ago today my colleague Dan Meeter posted here about what he regards as recent misappropriations of the Heidelberg Catechism. Consider this blog as
Perhaps readers of this blog may be unaware that those of us who teach at Calvin (now University) must sign “The Big Black Book.” Let
Over the years, I’ve developed a little tradition of writing a letter to the child or children being baptized as the sermon on that Sunday.

Even while embroiled in another summer of extreme heat and drought all over the world, churches are all too often completely silent in response the
I’ve been writing for the post calvin for almost eight years, off and on. All my posts have themselves emerged from what I was most
We knew the same people, Nick and I. Not so much in the actual sense although we both know natural resource types in the north.
So, I’m sort of proud of it. Sort of embarrassed. Sort of doubting it. Still, I’ll put it out there bluntly and without caveat. I
“Give it back. You can’t have it if you’re going to use it like that. That’s not what it’s for.” Okay, I’ll admit that I
The Gap Michelangelo’s fresco of God and Adam on the ceiling of Sistine Chapel is spellbinding: God coming with hand reaching out and Adam waiting
Over the years, I’ve developed a little tradition of writing a letter to the child or children being baptized as the sermon on that Sunday.
. . .My dear, dear friends have been stuck in another country for a long, long time. It is a place they are called to,
A few weeks ago, I had a dream. In the dream, the world was about to end. All that was Land was going to become
About a month ago I got to experience something pretty close to magic. I was one of eighty or so Chorus Niagara choristers standing behind
“Thank you for a reasoned, unemotional, and thoughtful essay on immigration.” I received this response to an essay that I wrote for The Reformed Journal

People tell me they want to keep learning about God and the Bible. So here is a perspective for you to consider, if it is
Dear friends in Grand Rapids, Calvin U., and CRC-land: I am chagrined at the Christian Reformed Synod’s recent adoption of the report and recommendations of
Over the years, I’ve developed a little tradition of writing a letter to the child or children being baptized as the sermon on that Sunday.
“There’s a tremendous amount of rot that’s in our agencies and institutions—Calvin University and Seminary. That needs to be cleaned out.” Those are the words

That she might marry seemed so unlikely that the possibility never even arose. Her physical condition–she’s a quad, has been since birth–put marriage somehow out
I was in first grade when my grandmother won the award for “youngest grandma” at my elementary school’s Grandparent’s Day assembly. I remember getting up
You may have noticed that I’ve been away from this space since May: first, to lead two back-to-back trips in Italy (for college students and
WIth US Independence Day behind us, can I now say that for much of my life, “freedom” hasn’t really been a big concern, a priority

Among the many gifts holidays bring is memory, because holidays allow us to connect memories with dates. I have many memories, but I know the
Over the years, I’ve developed a little tradition of writing a letter to the child or children being baptized as the sermon on that Sunday.
As a historian of the antiabortion movement, I feel a little obligated to say something in light of the Supreme Court’s ruling to overturn Roe
I’m the oldest of six kids, and the first five of us are all two years apart like stepping-stones. Seemingly undaunted by this squirmy and
Humanity’s oldest story is written in the stars. It’s there in the summer night sky, welcome and cool. For most of us, it’s there in
Last week, Jane Zwart posted the intercessory prayer she wrote and offered as part of Sunday worship at Church of the Servant in Grand Rapids,
My fellow blogger Dana VanderLugt posted a thoughtful piece on Saturday titled “No Easy Answers.” Her post received a number of appreciative comments but when
Sometimes I get up early in the morning to read the Bible because I know it makes for a peaceful start to my day, or

Nearly ten years ago, I traveled to South Africa with a dozen or so members of the church I was serving at the time. Several
My youngest son is the king of questions. His ten-year-old brain and his mouth seem to spin from the moment he opens his eyes in
“You’re going to be someone’s ancestor–act accordingly.” A big guy–I didn’t catch his name, but I’m sure he’s someone with standing–held forth at the Hollywood
Sometimes looking back helps in looking ahead. After attending the recent historic and perhaps watershed Synod of the Christian Reformed Church my wife and I
Dear Jesus– Jesus whose love healed a man whose demons were legion; Jesus whose omniscience did not interrupt when Mary took him for a gardener
A week ago, just after 7am, I was driving home in my minivan after having dropped my daughter off at the Middle School. I passed
Dear Reader,One of the great treasures in my personal and corporate prayer life has been Douglas McKelvey’s two volume collection of liturgies titled Every Moment
When is the right time to leave a relationship, a job, or a church? I’ve thought about that question often over the years, and I’m
Podcasters recycle others’ podcasts as often as preachers recycle others’ sermons, but sometimes they are more honest about it. Recently Roman Mars closed his 99
The Christian Reformed Church of North America has always been my home. I was baptized by my dad – a CRC minister – in the
So. I think it was last Monday when I realized I’d be posting a blog on the last day of the CRC’s Synod. Which meant,
Down the Basement Steps Every now and again when I was young, my parents would have congregants from the church my Dad pastored over for
Few intellectual skills are quite as valuable as the ability to engage in critical thinking. There is a small array of sub-skills required to be
While watching a reality show, I noticed a group of white women explain to the non-white woman in the group that her words about her
I never thought much about the life of a guest preacher until I became one. Once, twenty years or so ago, I invited a friend
It’s an ancient conviction in both Jewish and Christian scripture that all of creation — not only humanity — praises the Lord in song. The
You simply had to know. Most of those who traveled the two-lane highways I did across the state last weekend did know, I’m sure, and
A buoyant e-mail: “Fifty-two snakes!” My herpetologist friend is an expert. She’s got a thing for massasauga rattlesnakes. She’s doing a dissertation on them. Not
Jeff Munroe was rather somber in this space on Monday, and so was Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell yesterday. Both were mourning the demise of nuance and trust
I’m ten years old. It’s summer vacation. We are visiting my grandparents in hot and sticky Iowa. Air conditioning is still rudimentary so almost every

Seventy-eight years ago today, Allied forces landed on the beaches of Normandy to begin the misnamed invasion of Europe. I call it misnamed because the
Last week I wrote something about Pentecost for the Reformed Journal, my first-ever Sunday contribution, and I thought it was touching and clever. Just now
I recently read Ta-Nehisi Coates’ We Were Eight Years in Power: An American Tragedy for the first time. Published in 2017, the book is a
When my son Oliver was five years old, his brain was in a particularly creative and expressive stage. He was constantly fizzing with ideas; he
I’ve been wondering about unity lately. No surprise there – I’m sure many of us are thinking about unity as this year’s CRC Synod draws
Dear Congressman, Hours after the shooting at Robb Elementary in Uvalde I went to my fourth grader’s spring choir concert. He hates singing. He was
The month of June begins tomorrow and whatever else this new month might contain, the meeting of the Christian Reformed Synod is prominent in the
What does Memorial Day mean to you? I have never served in the armed forces or participated in a war, but as a student of
“Let me welcome you into the throne room. . .” – Rev. Sid Ypma at our closing worship for a Campus Minister’s Conference on May
The culture wars are back, and in full force. Truth is, they never left. What’s different in this moment, as moral psychologist Jonathan Haidt so
He was just eleven years old. He was at the post office on a Saturday, a place where, back then, the news was told every
I had my Twelve piece ready to go early this week. I had it done by Tuesday noon, photos and all, which is unusual for
My wife and I are traveling in Turkey with some family who live here. We’re therefore at a distance from the storms surging back home—the
Friday morning, I logged into Twitter and discovered a controversy brewing among pastors. Can we go a whole day without a new one? Signs point
Sometimes I wonder why I didn’t have sex in college. It’s an absurd thought, really, because there are so many reasons: there was nowhere to
Confession: I am a sci-fi girl and I love Doctor Who. For the unfamiliar, Doctor Who is a rebooted BBC show about — bear with
I enjoy seasons and new beginnings. I especially like spring for this reason as I watch for the crocuses to pop, bright daffodils to emerge,
When she comes to me, she usually comes at night – in that little valley between awake and asleep. I see Mom so clearly, so
There are trilliums by the creek behind my house.White trinities of soft joy in the evening light,scattered across the hillside that acts as boundary between
Wedding season is almost upon us. Maybe it’s already here! Those save-the-date cards magneted to your refrigerator door have been replaced by actual invitations. Chicken,
We are nine days out from this year’s observance of Ascension Day as this blog appears and that also means we are a full month,
I think I can say that the Reformed Church in America (RCA), the denomination to which I belong, suffers from a closed system of communication.
“I got in a fight with a wall and lost.” Last Sunday, Mother’s Day, I had to stand up in front of my congregation and
My all-time favorite children’s book is entitled “My Dad the Magnificent.” It’s not the most popular story and it was never made into a movie,
It’s not that Patton was a good man–that’s not why his troops loved him. He wasn’t. It’s not that he was even all that successful.
The severest form of peer pressure here in the ‘burbs is to reach Sunday afternoon and be the last on the street with an unmowed

Two Sundays ago, Wes Granberg-Michaelson, General Secretary Emeritus of the Reformed Church in America, preached on Saul’s conversion at Church of the Servant in Grand
Last week, I attended a seminar for educational leaders called Adaptive Schools. Led by Carolyn McKanders, who spent 28 years in the Detroit Public Schools
Scott lived next door in my college dorm. He was friendly and outgoing, well-known and loved on campus, a gifted musician. Many expected he would
Blessed are the pure in heart for they will see God. —Jesus You may have noticed that Adrian deLange wrote last week, Jacqui Mignault before

News from the future . . . Sometime in the fall of 2033, what was once an innocent choice became fraught with polarizing possibilities. Protestants
Stephanie“Why do you think I do all this?” That was Stephanie’s answer to my question, “Tell me, do you believe all this stuff?” I was
Last month the Christian Reformed magazine, The Banner, published an article titled “Why Youth Don’t Like New Worship Songs.” It sparked quite a response on
I’ve never met Chris Schurr, the Grand Rapids police officer who shot and killed Patrick Lyoya. But I feel like I have. I read the
Mystery & Manners Last week, the doctoral cohort I’m participating in with the Eugene Peterson Center for Christian Imagination converged to spend a week together.
As we have just turned the corner into May, I am recalling where life was two years ago. Like most people in early May of
In 1972, Ira Levin published a short little book. It’s a dark satire of gender and what men and women actually want and what they
I have spent over a year now looking for him. I have experienced his quiet care every three weeks, when my Kurdish barber cuts my
I finally watched the lovely film Coda, which won the 2022 Oscar for Best Picture. I enjoyed it fine. I appreciated the celebration of characters
Susan La Flesche Picotte simply could not have dreamed of a hospital as a child. She wouldn’t have known what a hospital was. Her father was a
Standing outside in my socks in a 25 mph wind and sipping pea soup out of a coffee cup was probably gilding the lily but
Years ago, society faddishly latched on to the phrase “What Would Jesus Do?” Also known as WWJD. We wore bracelets and t-shirts as a daily
Among the deeply theological subjects John J. Timmerman wrote about in the old Reformed Journal, none was more winsomely treated than baseball. This tip of
He cradles her feet, tired with years, in his sturdy hands. Slowly, he pours water over them. Then washes them, gently with a cloth. Mostly
How do we live out of the mystery of Easter, the mystery of our union with Christ? I’ll get right to the point. After the
I finished watching the new Hillsong docuseries over the weekend–despite my best efforts, I can’t seem to stay away from any media that explores scandals
Twenty-five years ago, the Dordt College concert choir loaded up on a bus for our spring break tour. Our first stop didn’t make it on
With thanks to my co-pastor, Tom Bomhof, whose excellent devotions for a congregational meeting a couple weeks ago prompted the thinking for this blog. I
Andrei Tarkovsky is my second-favorite movie-maker. Dmitri Shostakovich is my second-favorite symphony composer. And Fyodor Dostoevsky wrote my third-favorite novel, The Brothers Karamazov. In terms
My city is on edge. It began two weeks ago when an early morning traffic stop ended up with the death of a black man
When the disciples heard Jesus tell them to throw their nets out wider, I wonder if they worried a bit. “We haven’t done that before.
I am the resurrection and the life — Jesus At the church where I am a member, we will be gathering around the Lord’s Table
The following is adapted from chapter 5 of Refugia Faith: Seeking Hidden Shelters, Ordinary Wonders, and the Healing of the Earth. Below, you will find
I’m quite sure I didn’t leave them an option. I sent them off on a Saturday afternoon for a performance of Purpaleanie, a stage play put
On Easter Sunday 2018 at about 5:30 pm, The Clyde S VanEnkevort/Erie Trader dragged her six-ton anchor from somewhere near the southern end of the
Mid-week of Holy Week. Historically, at least in some traditions, called “Spy Wednesday” to focus on Judas’ turn away from Jesus and towards betrayal (i.e.
It’s Holy Week. You already knew that. But what we really don’t know is what happened early in the week. Or maybe we’ve never really

Fresh out of the car after a 23-hour Spring Break road trip, I’ve been contemplating journeys. One of my vacation reads this year was Pastrix:

Not fitting in at school. Geeking out on a love for church. Seeing a school poster laughably tell me to be different. All of this
I love paradox. I especially love the paradoxes we find in religion. And I really really love the paradoxes we find in Christian scripture. I
The learning goal for my recent pastoral sabbatical was “neighborhood engagement.” There’s an irony in trying to learn about neighborhood engagement by leaving your neighborhood,
Well hello, dear readers. It’s good to be back amongst you. In December I asked for a two month break from writing as my house
Wars make for gripping video. This past weekend it was dead civilians lying in the street, the open maws of suspected mass graves, and oil

The day after the Oscars, a Facebook friend of my wife’s posted, “Sure glad Will Smith isn’t white.” A jumble of thoughts went through my
We gathered on March 21 in the courtyard and the street at Kino Border Initiative (KBI) offices in Nogales, Sonora. A few dozen of us
In a vast, blazingly bright atrium, crowds of church angels mill about, carrying tote bags emblazoned with the AngelPAC logo. A huge banner draped across
I don’t want to be disagreeable. I may be feeling this way, as if I’m on track toward irascibility, given that I just passed a
“April is the cruelest month,” says T. S. Elliot. I know that snippet, not because I am a literary scholar of any sort, or a
In the final poem of Four Quartets, “Little Gidding,” T.S. Eliot begins with the observation that “Midwinter spring is its own season.” Whenever I teach that poem, I
Like every other church in the US apparently, the congregation I serve has lost people in the past couple years. It’s hard to decipher exactly

My 16-month-old granddaughter, Luna, is going through a phase in which she’s fixated with belly buttons. She toddles up, lifts her shirt slightly, points to
Any pastor knows that you cannot let the minute details of a story get in the way of a good lesson (which is also why
War is on all our minds, and my son came home from fifth grade art class last week and reported that there was, during one
Isn’t counted cross-stitch just glorified paint-by-number? That’s what I thought (but would never say) when my mom would spend countless hours following pre-made patterns, counting
In “Perfectly Imperfect,” a TedxMacatawa Talk I’ve watched and re-watched about a dozen times, my beloved college poetry teacher Jack Ridl asks, “What is something
This year, on Ash Wednesday, I was crossed and blessed at St. Andrew’s Episcopal Cathedral in Jackson, Mississippi. It was the tail end of a
The day after Vladimir Putin launched his immoral and evil war with Ukraine, my daughter posted a meme on Facebook that summarized a scene from
I’ve never taught about the Cold War at the same time that Russia invaded the Ukraine. Up until a few years ago, I had never
The basis for my values came from a simple question: How can I live my life the way that Jesus would, if Jesus were living
The opening word in this chapter is an odd Hebrew word meant to emphasize the urgency of the message. In English, it’s sometimes translated “Ho!”
It was never an easy thing to do. . .heroic?—yes, but never particularly easy. Even though they had no idea where it was they were
I am pressed and angry. Public comments are due on the draft environmental impact statement (EIS) to permit Enbridge Energy Corporation to re-route its line
Almost two years ago exactly, I took part in a very difficult conversation: to postpone the 2020 Festival of Faith & Writing. It was particularly
Perhaps I could blame Jimmy Carter for my political disillusionment. After all, he gets blamed for so many other things. Calling Carter the “best former

I saw a meme on Facebook the other day in reference to the invasion of Ukraine that said, “This is what you get when you
We all wear masks in life—I don’t mean masks for a pandemic, but masks to hide ourselves in order to protect us from judgment or
Last summer, comedian Bo Burnham released a new special, Inside, which explored Burnham’s life during the pandemic and his deteriorating mental health through a series

It is a disturbing image: Jesus weeping over Jerusalem, profoundly disappointed in the religious establishment that was charged with shepherding God’s people. (Luke 19:41-44) It
Russia’s senseless and unprovoked attack on Ukraine has altered geopolitical alignments and economic networks in ways we could not imagine a month ago. A united

What’s saving your faith right now? If you read Leaving Church by Barbara Brown Taylor, you might recognize a version of the question. “What’s saving
For some of us it is the proverbial Yogi Berra “Déjà vu all over again” moment. As the Christian Reformed Church approaches the COVID-delayed discussion
What makes a good athlete? When I talk to coaches, they typically say something about being coachable. Hard working. A team player. Ability to self-reflect.
I didn’t set out toward transformation—it happened slowly. From a run-of-the mill capitalist jerk who spent her young life masquerading as someone she clearly wasn’t,
Just as the pandemic seems to be easing a little, here we are again in a state of anxiety, daily attending to the grim news
The copy on most of the exhibits was written in Dutch, so we missed out on a lot. I didn’t complain–then or now, thirty years

Despite having gone to church my entire life, I realized recently that I had no idea why we call the period we embark upon today
A person who wronged me deeply, recently asked for my forgiveness. This person (I’ll call him Harrison) had done some things that were deeply harmful
I suppose if we yelled at God more, we might yell at each other less. The Book that we Christians are left with is full

When the beginning of Lent rolled around last year, the congregation I serve had been gathering for worship via Zoom for 49 weeks — with

Inspired by Casper Ter Kuile’s The Power of Ritual, a friend and I decided to embark on our own sacred reading ritual to start off

I have done my best in ministry not to challenge people’s theology in the midst of moments of pastoral care. When the father of a
Consider three pictures, at first seemingly unconnected. It is late winter, and you are a freshman at some college in the Midwest, though home is
I am deeply troubled by those in our Christian community who are or have supported the Canadian Trucker Convoy and the resulting street camping in
If on one hand you tried to count up the number of times you have heard jokes about the Doctrine of the Trinity in mainstream
In 1909, G.K. Chesterton wrote a response to a letter writer, concerned about fairy tales that exposed children to the evils of witchcraft: Fairy tales,
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;the darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.When other helpers fail and comforts flee,help of the helpless, O abide with
Today I am going to introduce you to my favorite little spark of energy, Ayana (not her actual name, of course). Maybe “spark of energy”
For some time now, I’ve admired the life of a 19th century missionary, Sheldon Jackson, whose name I found on a monument up top of
I am writing this on Valentine’s Day, so I’ll just come right out and say (type) it. Muskrats don’t get enough love (and now if
I’m delighted to be back in my usual Wednesday slot here on the Reformed Journal blog. My thanks to Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell for allowing my extended leave. And
The Reformed Church in America, my denomination, is splintering. Last fall’s General Synod — our widest decision-making body — put some guidelines in place to
She walks, not caring where she’s going. Those men. They claimed to understand the cause of her pain and took her money for cures, yet
I have been watching the Olympics a lot this week; constantly amazed at what these athletes are able, and willing, to do. There’s a level
Ten years ago, I read a book that re-oriented the way I think about food. Barbara Kingsolver’s, Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, lured me toward a life
It’s time to throw a party. It’s time to sing and dance and jump on a trampoline and bake a cake and throw confetti. It’s
Retirement comes in stages that begin, as I’m starting to understand, not with the last day of one’s job but the first. Two years ago,
I’ve learned a miracle phrase. I think I learned it from Glennon Doyle’s podcast – a little parenting tip that turns out to be applicable
This past Saturday my Twelver colleague Debra Rienstra posted a very fine blog here on the future of in-person worship services. She noted the challenges
A well-informed colleague just told me that more than 200 congregations may soon leave the Reformed Church in America (RCA). That’s a fifth of our
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it. John 1:5 Our Christmas tree is still up. Yes, I know we’re
I attended worship in person last Sunday. We were about twenty percent full, I would say. My church is worshiping in person these days, but
“Let’s have a conversation,” or so my neighbor Brian Keepers suggested wisely on Monday. “Do you see patience as a virtue or a privilege?” It’s
“Up above my head,” we sing in the gospel song, “there’s music in the air! I know, I know, there must be a God somewhere.”
I saw a skit on YouTube where a group of Christians clasped each other’s hands in devout prayer, asking God to alleviate the suffering of
It was a warm mid-November day. Too warm really. I took off my jacket and started walking a familiar trail through a West Michigan, lakeshore
One of the best books I read this past year is The Patient Ferment of the Early Church: The Improbable Rise of Christianity in the
On the 5th Sunday in our January series on women in ministry, our final profile focuses on Stephanie Schuitema. My husband and I are participating
Do you remember what it is like to long for a snow day? (Oh, that school would be closed for the day due to snow
When I was in high school, I often lingered by the perfume counter at the Bon Marché in the Bellis Fair Mall in Bellingham, Washington.
Great is the baptism that lies before you: the ransom of captives, the forgiveness of sins, the death of sin, the regeneration of the soul,
Eighteen years ago this week, on a brilliant morning after a night snowstorm, we laid our ninety-three-year-old mother to rest. The hearse managed at one
Do we pray for Michel Butros al-Jisri? I realize, of course, that everyone’s response to that question will be to ask who this person is
The portraits of American men on James McMurtry’s album “The Horses and the Hounds” are so vivid, complex, and funny that I nearly missed his
On the fourth Sunday in our January series on women in ministry, we will spend time with Pastor Carrie Rodgers. Confession: I am often lured
No production of a Shakespeare play is perfect, and that goes for both film and stage. As someone who teaches Shakespeare, I can almost always
There was a celebration of some sort in the gym that day. I don’t know why or what was being celebrated anymore, but the place
Yellow is the color of bird-life royalty, the signature color of the warbler tribe. Warblers are small and fragile in hand, but they soar over
Here I am decluttering and taking stock of the mental residue from five years of college. There’s a lot to process, but here are things

I average 9.7 out of 11 on the New York Times weekly news quiz. That means I subscribe to the Times online, as well as

As the Montgomery bus boycott extended from days to weeks to months, as the simmering anger of the white community began to boil, as more
Continuing our January Sunday series on women in ministry, today we’ll learn from the life and reflections of Rev. Dr. Denise Kingdom Grier. Pastor Denise,

In Adam McKay’s recent film, Don’t Look Up, scientists try to warn the American public about a comet that’s on course for a direct hit
I’m a sucker for disaster movies. They indulge my fantasy that good and evil are easily distinguishable and that good always wins. The hero is
“Do you like snow?” Margaret asked. I glanced outside through the wall of windows by the Meijer checkout and observed that the snow had not
A loved one of mine posted some misinformation on Facebook this week. She does that a lot. She is against the vaccine. She’s against the
Davey Alba is a technology reporter with the New York Times and a big part of her job is covering disinformation. It is hard to
The subtlest strain a great musician weaves,Cannot attain in rhythmic harmonyTo music in his soul. May it not beCelestial lyres send hints to him? He
Last week as we began a new year and a series of Sunday stories of women in ministry, I shared the story of Rev. Dr.
This week, I’ve been accidentally observing Epiphany season by following a strict regimen of anxiety-producing activities. This was not my intention. But if you, too,
We watched him shave–at least I did. I mean, I didn’t stand there gawking like some silly ten-year-old idiot, but when he was up beside
On January 6, 2021, I sat in my COVID home office and watched the insurrection in real time. I had two livestreams open on my
Three thoughts about home, prompted by TS Eliot. T.S. EliotEast Coker IIn my beginning is my end. In succession houses rise and fall, crumble, are
I grew up and have lived a majority of my life in faith communities where both women and men are given equal space to speak,
Spider-Man rose like the Phoenix from the pages of a dying comic, Amazing Adult Fantasy, which ran as an anthology published by Marvel Comics in
In a yoga class several years ago I complained to the instructor that a pose hurt. I expected that my honesty would merit her permission
Know anyone who was really excited to greet the new year last night? Me neither. Plenty of us were happy to see 2021 out the

A number of years ago, I started the practice of sitting in silence for several minutes at a time. I haven’t been very consistent. I’ve
It’s December 30. The year 2021 is almost gone. There are many who will wax philosophical as the year closes. Much of that commentary is
“I’m sad that Christmas is over, Dad.” I was tucking my daughter into bed on Christmas night. She had the night before been part of
As many of us are aware, it is twenty years ago right now that the first brilliant installment of Peter Jackson’s “Lord of the Rings”
Our daily routines and quiet reverie during the beginning of the Advent season were suddenly shattered as our nation once again experienced a deadly school

One December day when I was a fourth grade student in a fundamentalist, Reformed Christian day school in the 1970s, my teacher suggested that on
When I was a kid, we had a shabby old nativity scene that my mother hauled out every year at Christmastime. The figures came from
Okay, this little story feels for all the world like urban myth, but some stories just beg to be told whether or not they happened,
John J. Timmerman was one of the most beloved stylists of the old Reformed Journal. This piece appeared in the issue for December, 1979. Emily
Your inner introvert or your gas tank might be rejoicing at the industry-wide shift to a work from home structure. But you still probably desire
Advent began for me on that first Sunday about 9:20 CST. We sang much-loved “O Come, O Come Emmanuel” in our Covid-weary church and something

Eugene Peterson once wrote to his congregation, “It makes little difference to me whether there are few or many in this place. . . .
Theologian Stanley Hauerwas was once asked what he thought was the greatest threat to American Christianity. His answer was surprising. It wasn’t atheism. It wasn’t
My ten year old son loves Christmas. He talks about it all year ‘round, and is happy to play Christmas tunes as early as August.
When [the shepherds] had seen [the baby], they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were
I don’t know why I answered ‘yes’ when a woman on the second of three massive concourses at the Smithsonian’s National Museum of African American
I have a really pathetic Advent candle situation happening in my house this season. It’s because the taper candles I bought are too big on
If you are going to spend the better part of eight hours watching a documentary on The Beatles, you have to count as something of
The chorus and lyrics of Billy Joel’s “We Didn’t Start the Fire” kept rattling around in my head this week. I’m not sure if it
My son kicked me in the face this week. Granted, I was trying to change his clothes and get him ready for bed. To an
Exactly what happened when the Spirit descended on Jesus after his baptism like a dove? Or, in the bodily form of a dove, as John
Men, women, and children huddled in covered wagons crossing endless prairie seem to beckon all by themselves some hovering, mounted Native war parties up on
My money’s on January 11. Well, not really – it’s a low-stakes wager (no money). Here in Wisconsin, it’s an annual contest. Guess when Lake
If you are a creative whose job involves making content for a business like in sales, or marketing – then you’re probably quite familiar with
It was just last Tuesday — Giving Tuesday. (Don’t worry, this isn’t another installment of our fundraising campaign!) A trusted colleague contacted me early Tuesday,
Dear Reader, This past week, the congregation I serve lost three beloved saints within days of each other. Pat Muyskens, Jo Leslie, and Dave Van
My oldest son has been anticipating his first year deer hunting for a long while. This was his year. We practiced at the shooting range
To finish off our book club this year, my best friend and I are reading Casper ter Kuile’s The Power of Ritual. The book is
My sister and I are the closest of friends. But it wasn’t always like this. Tracy and I scrapped our way through our elementary and
Today I’m crossing the Blue Water Bridge for the last time as a visitor to Canada. I’ve made this trip probably fifty to sixty times
Dear Debra, Congratulations on the book coming out in February! I’m recommending it to everyone. I’ll probably write a review at some point, but you’ve
This Advent, together with some friends and colleagues from my church, I’m reading a collection of Christmas essays and articles by Karl Barth. The collection
I’ve been writing for this blog for a long time, and I was today years old (as the meme goes) when I found out that
Ten years. Doubtless others of my fellow Twelvers will be noting our recent tenth anniversary of this blog. I have been part of it from
Why do people give? I’m sure those far more expert than I have asked and answered this question. Still, I’ll share some ideas with you.
Apparently there was a fight in the high school lunchroom. The principal asked many students and teachers who witnessed the fight to write down what
Choose joy. Find joy in the journey. No doubt you’re familiar with these kinds of platitudes. Maybe someone has said something like it to you,
The leaves have fallen. The temperatures are dropping. The wind from the north is regularly sweeping across the land, cutting through the extra layers we’ve

A year ago, we asked you to financially support the Reformed Journal because we had big plans. We said we were going to expand what
One of the nice things about having young adult children home for Thanksgiving is that they can fill you in on crucial cultural developments such
My congregation has some of the most beautiful pray-ers who pray the most beautiful prayers. This past Sunday, the person who offered the prayers of
Nobody gets paid. Let’s get that out of the way. A goodly number of us do commendable and even exhausting work on this now ten-year-old
I am the archivist at a small, private university, an institution that began in 1891 but that did not have an archives until 2013. In
Our neighbor Rebecca gave us an essential Advent education. She’s not a Christian, but was the preschool teacher for both of my sons (“Miss Rebecca”
In the late 1980s when my wife was getting her Masters degree in English from Michigan State University, she was able to get tickets to
I was late to the soccer…er, I mean, football game, but after multiple endorsements from coworkers and friends, and two other posts on this blog—
“I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and
Dear young people, Hey there, don’t worry! Just touching base with you, and as you know I’m contractually obliged to reassure you with a “fear
I don’t mean this to sound like a “dance macabre,” an old late-medieval allegory of death. I swear it wasn’t. Don’t think of that Saturday
Pastor Doug is a good egg. I walked over though a blustery gray November and found him waiting in the white party tent we rent.
There are some parallels between consumer engagement and art instillation interaction that I’ve been thinking about lately. I kind of wanted to reflect on creative
I continue my quest to find Reformed love in pop culture, in quick, accessible quips, in ways that don’t seem arcane or cumbersome. Pop culture

My attention span for someone else’s vacation is about 17 seconds, long enough to ask, “Where did you go?” and “Did you have a good
Last month I had the opportunity to spend a week up at Calvin Seminary where the distance education class I teach was meeting for a
Coming up on four years now, our family has been host to a wild and wooly creature, whom we call Honey based on her yellow-amber
I inherited my mother’s copy of Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s Ethics and read it while traveling out West last month. It’s not an easy read. I’ve been
The gradual shift from calling to dating mirrored much of the change from rural to urban life in the early 20th century. In urban settings,
My kids got their COVID-19 shots yesterday. When my husband brought them home from Walgreens, he described it as a moment that felt sort of…
Now and again when dining in Italian or French restaurants, you will see on the menu a dish titled “Frutti di Mare” or “Fruits de

Colin Powell was honored by a memorial service at Washington’s National Cathedral last Friday, November 5. This on top of the many tributes already accorded
Last week Brian Keepers wrote about the theology of the cross and our allergic reaction to talk of grief and loss. It reminded me of
My potted flowers and tomatoes have finally succumbed to frost. They droop pitifully, blackened and ragged, waiting for me to compost them back to the
If you’re a prairie kind of person, some ordinary flat-lander, and if you consider Iowa’s rolling landscape as the very definition of normal, then you can’t
Reformation Sunday in our Lutheran parking lot was cheerfully Wisconsin-ish. Pastor Doug’s red stole paired nicely with the old-timey mackinaw wool plaid he wore under
It’s jarring to read a public appeal by a pastor saying it’s a “necessity” for congregations to leave the Reformed Church in America, bolstered with
Happy birthday to us! Maybe you heard that The Twelve, the daily blog of the Reformed Journal, just marked its tenth anniversary — begun on
“Theologia crucis is not a single chapter in theology, but the key signature for all Christian theology.” – Jurgen Moltmann The church staff I’m a
I have to admit that as a Bible college and seminary student I was not the biggest fan of Reformation Day. It always had a

Sixty years ago, Newton Minow, head of the Federal Communications Commission, memorably declared that television was a “vast wasteland.” (And that was before Jerry Springer,

In an earlier post about reading my late mom’s diaries from the 1960s, I briefly mentioned how often she wrote about her weekly routine of
Like many pastors and church leaders across the country who took advantage of a too-good-to-be-passed-up gift from Crossway Publishing (158 books for free!), I’m leading
I drew a volume from the shelf in my study the other day, and as I placed it on my desk, enlisting it in the
In May of 2019—pre-pandemic and so what seems like a whole world ago—I wrote a blog here on The Twelve about a key issue that
Iowa officially joined the United States in 1846, and fought on the side of the Union during the Civil War. Yet free public schools were
Last Sunday I wrote about how God is calling me to pay attention to my embodied experience in an in-between (liminal) time. My family is
Soon this blog will be celebrating its tenth anniversary—on the eve of Reformation Day, naturally. You can expect some hoopla fitting to that august occasion,
This is the last of three days of reflections and reports from delegates to the General Synod of the Reformed Church in America, which adjourned
The General Synod of the Reformed Church in America, meeting in Tucson, Arizona, adjourned on Tuesday. This week — yesterday, today, and tomorrow — we
The General Synod of the Reformed Church in America, meeting in Tucson, Arizona, adjourned on Tuesday. The Reformed Journal asked six delegates to Synod to
When people announce that they’re “leaving the Christian faith” or are “no longer believers,” I am sad. I am hurt. I am exasperated. I’m sad

At the start of my forty-seventh trip around the sun, not long ago, I decided to book a few days for myself at a one-room
My family recently moved from Ontario to New Mexico where my husband and I took a call to co-pastor a church. The past few months
If like me you have ever made a donation to a political candidate or party, then you know that your reward is a daily deluge
There is something incomplete about the span of your life – no matter how young or how old you are when you die. There is

Writing for The Twelve scored me a lecture invitation at Calvin University’s Academy for Life Long Learning on Monday where I could “talk about anything
When I was in college, I was a counselor at a Christian summer camp in Michigan. Every session a volunteer from The Gideons International would
This is a follow-on to Jon Pott’s elegantly written piece about his boyhood memories at Comiskey Park in Chicago. I am sorry to note, however,
Julian of Norwich is known for these words: “All shall be well, and all shall be well, and every manner of things shall be well.”
Did I ever say…’why have you not built me a house of cedar’? 1 Samuel 7:7 We climb an expanse of broad stone steps and
Part of the shock that first morning at a rural medical clinic in Ghana grew from my innocence and perhaps my substantial prejudices, the hefty
There’s just something about this place. Each fall, we take our GreenHouse students on a Saturday excursion to the Leopold shack followed by an afternoon
Last year, I made an interactive design project called “Bildungsroman.” I was learning about bildungsroman as a literary genre of coming-of-age stories — stories about
As the days pass in my classroom with my second grade Poppers (that’s my class nickname for them this year), I often think about the
To commemorate the twentieth anniversary of 9/11, my church hosted two special performances of the play September Bears, written and directed by Jeff Barker. The
A few weeks ago I wrote about how my hope had gotten lost in the physical and how I needed a new narrative. This week
When we face a seemingly intractable challenge, where do we turn? To the Bible first of all, as faithful Christians, where we find not just
My mom started keeping a daily diary on her 13th birthday in 1963. Aside from a gap in the mid-70s, she kept her diary going
“Fenway Park, in Boston, is a lyric little bandbox of a ballpark. Everything is painted green and seems in curiously sharp focus, like the inside
Living in a culture that praises consumption, it is difficult to recognize the pressure of materialism and the emptiness of spending. In 1882, Ellen Sardy,
About a year ago, I read Gregory of Nyssa’s Life of Moses. In the fourth century text, Gregory provides both a historical account and an
Earlier this year, I wrote about the Season of Creation, a recently established ecumenical initiative now celebrated worldwide, especially in Orthodox and Roman Catholic churches.
Her apparel suggested a sect I didn’t recognize. Her husband wore a great bushy beard. He appeared to be a man not afraid of work—farming
I live in Corwin’s house. The Reverend Edward Tanjore Corwin (1834-1914) compiled The Manual of the Reformed Church. It went through five editions. He served
Currently, a lot of my classes are attempting to dig into me and get me to articulate why I do what I do. Why do
My wife, Sophie, and I had dinner with five delightful people last Saturday — four of whom I had never met before. They were young,

I was on an airplane that left Detroit about 8:45am on September 11, 2001. The first jet hit the World Trade Center at 8:46am. We’d
For the last decade I’ve suffered from a spinal injury that developed into spinal stenosis and severe osteoarthritis. I was 27. Too young. Overnight, my
I’ve been remembering recently how martyrdom was such a prominent feature of my evangelical upbringing. I mean, no one I knew was martyred but there
In his autobiography, the early 20th century Greek philosopher and writer, Nikos Kazantzakis, offers this poetic look into our souls. Three Kinds of Souls Three
If you heard the faint sound of collective weeping last Tuesday, and weren’t sure how to account for it, wonder no more. What you heard
My mom had a major joint replacement surgery this week. Before the surgery she was telling me about how long it can take to adjust
Each Fall for the last number of years I have had the privilege of assisting in all things Homiletical in my colleague Mariano Avila’s Calvin
Labor Day was always a melancholy holiday for me as a kid. You know the tune: last day of summer, days getting shorter, return to
On the twentieth anniversary of September 11, I reflect on the attacks and the current state of the church and world. I am saddened, I
On my first day of seminary (online, thanks to the northerly remnants of Hurricane Ida), I learned about confessions. They come in many flavors: acknowledgments
Out here on the eastern emerald cusp of the Great Plains, on some balmy early fall days it’s not hard to believe that we are
My Badgers played the Nittany Lions, the Big 10 opener, on Saturday. Classes started yesterday. Labor Day came on Monday with bratwurst on the backyard
Recently, I wrapped up my marketing internship with Mercantile Bank. It was a fruitful time. Not only did the internship encompass daily marketing duties, but
Have you ever had an experience where something disturbed you, unsettled you, more than it should have? A conversation, a book or movie, that unnerved
I’m just coming off the most challenging few years of my life, and I continue to grow and be stretched and learn so much along
My grandma died early Wednesday morning. It’s okay. We had been waiting, even hoping, for it. Just shy of her 93rd birthday, she had begun
Today, without too much preamble, I would like to share with you a song that I fell in love with a number of years ago
Earlier this year, I defended my doctoral thesis at Western Theological Seminary: Truthing in Love: Engaging Conflict with the Disarming Love of God. Someone in
The gravestone wasn’t otherwise remarkable. It stood by itself at a bend in the road, tucked far into the lower, forested edges of the cemetery.
One gift of my present context in Palm Beach is oceanfront proximity: there’s only a couple miles between our family’s front door and any number
In the United States we mark summer’s parameters with a pair of Monday holidays: Memorial Day begins the summer season and Labor Day concludes it.
When it comes to housework, no one notices it unless you don’t do it. In 1976, Laurel Thatcher Ulrich published an article in American Quarterly
As the sun reached its highpoint for the day, I finished my race. Twenty-three miles and 5000 feet of elevation. I was exhausted from and

Contains some spoilers. The recent cinematic release of the film The Green Knight may have slid right past your notice this summer. After all, how

A few scrappy, three-foot cuttings, no bigger than buggy whips, are coming up from the front yards of a half-dozen houses that, together, may someday
It’s unnerving and a little touching when a younger friend of many years seems overly concerned with your safety and comfort, but truth is, he
Apple, schmapple. I’ll bet it was a peach. The writer of Genesis tells us that God encouraged Adam and Eve to gather all the fruits and
Once again, the grab bag presents itself. Ten bits and pieces to sample. I hope at least one will make you smile or cry, wince
My wife and I were walking out of the grocery store; the man wearing a T-shirt adorned with “Sorry I Can’t Hear You Over the
Like many pastors, I both enjoy and am embarrassed by the church signs that congregations create to lure in, I mean evangelize, people driving by.
Fidget Having two children has allowed me to become familiar with the practice of fidgeting, and by this I don’t just mean putting up with
This is the fourth in a series of posts about my mom’s death from lung cancer in November of 2020. Click here to read about her last meal, here to
The joke turned on me with a rather stunning swiftness. My brother and I had just set out on a three-day hike of the Mdaabii
I snapped at a dear friend last week. I blame COVID. Well, I blame myself actually, but COVID goaded me into it. I’ve been in
While driving home from my Sunday morning preaching opportunities, I am often able to catch at least part of the NPR radio program “Hidden Brain”
“I feel homeless,” said Susan. “Why?” queried Andrew. “I mean, look around,” Susan continued. “This summer blistering heatwaves have killed hundreds of people here in
If a pastor is truly blessed by God in their life of ministry, they might have one moment in a worship service so shining and
I just read the latest Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change report, released Monday, and I’m still trying to unclench my jaw. As Tim Van Deelen
And this, you have to believe, was one of the grandest moments of her life, the day that Dutch royalty–King and Queen–visited Michigan and called
On Monday, the International Panel on Climate Change (IPCC) released the sixth assessment report and by Monday evening, the news cycle was ramping up with
Two years ago, I visited the Pavilion, a little coffee shop run by Bridge Street Ministries on the west side of Grand Rapids. I remember
One evening some time ago, my wife Monica and I were channel-surfing and wound up watching the movie Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping — a
For the longest time, I considered my desire to “be liked” a liability. A weakness. A sort of kryptonite for so many of us pastors.
My parishioner Marie’s life was 28 dogs long. In my tenure serving the church here in Little Falls, New Jersey, I only knew the last
About four months into our How to Be a Good Citizen book club this year, my best friend and I realized we’d inadvertently settled on
This is the third in a series of posts about my mom’s death from lung cancer in November of 2020. Click here to read about her last
I asked my boyfriend what I should write about this week. “Communication,” he joked. “How obnoxious men are. How relationships require so much work.” I
I was six years old, sandals just brushing the floor in the sanctuary of a foreign church, where my grandparents and I sat to witness
Last week I wrapped up a nine-week online elective course on “Intersections of Theology and Science.” This was probably the fifth or sixth time I
After a few weeks on the job as the solo pastor of a small church, I quickly learned the wisdom of something my preaching professor
“With 10,000 to 15,000 known varieties of tomatoes worldwide, there is no shortage of new varieties to try.” — The Old Farmers Almanac This summer, I
It might be fanciful. No one who was there was alive when the book was written, but let’s just assume the writer did her homework
MEMO To the facilities task force: RE: flooring samples The synthetic wood “resilient” flooring we looked at for the chancel is plastic. It’s at least
It feels like warping worlds in a 20 minute bus ride from downtown to east town. The houses stand taller, prouder, the paint doesn’t peel
A young woman trembling, her pregnancy possibly already showing, standing up before a stone-faced congregation, confessing her sin. This is the image of “church discipline.”

My theory about Ted Lasso is simple: The Obama presidency gave us Walter White and Don Draper. The Trump presidency has given us Ted Lasso.
When I took the call twenty years ago to the First Reformed Church of Little Falls, New Jersey, I found an office that had been
Mark Driscoll is an example of how not to lead, and that is not news to those privy to his meteoric rise and fall. As
This is the second in a series of posts about my mom’s death from lung cancer in November of 2020. Click here to read about
“Elect from every nation, yet one o’er all the earth.” So runs a line from a hymn we sang in my church on Sunday (“The
Mostly I find the internet to be a soul-sucking place lately. But yesterday I discovered something that was so utterly hopeful. It was a response

“God doesn’t need our exhaustion.” That is one of the lines that got my attention in Kirk Byron Jones’ wonderful book, Addicted to Hurry. It
I have to admit that the title was a turn off. For me, it conjured up saccharine stories in the vein of Chicken Soup for
I get lost often, so often it’s a family joke. And I hate getting lost. We joke about it, but I am filled with both
Times are hard. Thankfully, you can get inoculated with a little good sense from today’s guest blogger and advice columnist, Pious Petunia. Dear Pious Petunia:
I love the doctrine of the Virgin Birth. I believe it. But I don’t think it’s about Our Lord’s divinity, at least not in the
I’ve missed being north of the tension zone for a year and a half. Part of me never left northern Wisconsin, in the same way
It was day one of a brand-new job, and a new bus route. My bus driver complimented my afro, and next time he saw me

My two adult children are both in their early thirties, married, with kids. Whenever I visit them I leave with my head spinning, my heart
Lucy was well known on the skid row in Sioux City, Iowa. I never heard anyone refer to her by her family name. It was
One of the books I’ve been reading through this strange year is Northern Light: The Cistercian Nuns of the Tautra Mariakloster. It’s a collection of
Our dog had an unfortunate run-in with some firecrackers last year while we were out for her evening walk. That meant that this year’s Fourth
A couple of years ago, I decided to take time off from blogging for The Twelve so that I could concentrate my creative writing energy
A few years ago, I attended a workshop at the Calvin Worship Symposium presented by David Taylor, professor of theology and culture at Fuller Seminary.
I’m finishing this article as I finish preparing a seafood feast for my extended family. I paid a visit to a tiny local fish market
My wife likes to say I play a doctor on TV. I don’t of course, but for a long time now I have had a
I was raised in a patriotic home. My immigrant parents, especially my Dad, were very grateful for the opportunity to come to America to achieve
I’ve had this prayer poem from Julian of Norwich on my mind for the last couple of weeks: Be a gardener.Dig a ditchToil and sweat,And
One of the most incisive and cogent writers I know on climate justice is Mary Annaïse Heglar, publications director at the Natural Resources Defense Council
Odd-looking thing, really. Its keyboard makes it a piano or organ of some sort, but it comes packaged in what looks like a suitcase far
As Asian Americans and Pacific Islanders (AAPI) Heritage month came to a close, a passage from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s sermon, “When Peace Becomes
I still remember the opening session of the 2002 Festival of Faith & Writing. It featured the poet Stephen Dunn, who just the year before
My mother-in-law died in January. Grada Johanna Voortman-Rietema blew out the candles on her 102nd birthday cake, rose from her chair, and fell awkwardly to

There’s a moment toward the end of Mackenzie Crook’s brilliant tender comedy-drama Detectorists when the character Lance explains the attraction of metal detecting by saying,
I’ve been thinking this week about carrying things. Our church began regathering a few weeks ago, and a critical part of our Sunday mornings is
One of my pandemic discoveries was the podcast, Mega. It’s a satirical podcast for the fictional megachurch Twin Hills, hosted by church staff Hally LaBonte
I finished the opening prayer, walked off the chancel, and stood next to my daughter. As the opening song began, she reached up and slipped
Sometimes all it takes is one sentence in a commentary to set the direction for a sermon. Last week it was this sentence from Bill
It was buggy and still at the lower end of Cherokee marsh when I left. Nearly home, a familiar helicoptering-like flight hovered across the inside
A couple weeks ago my Center hosted a gathering of pastors who have been serving as Peer Group Leaders in our Lilly Endowment grant program
Apparently pageants are still a thing. In the words of one of my favorite sportswriters, Frank DeFord, “maligned by one segment of America, adored by
Recently Ann and I found ourselves sitting in a ghost town deep in the Smoky Mountains. Dusk was falling fast as our book club unfolded
“The faithful ought never to run over the good things in creation ‘with a fleeting glance; but we should ponder them at length, turn them
It doesn’t bug me. The truth is, I love it, but it does scare me a bit: my granddaughter is becoming something and someone more
My dad loved to be on a boat. He’d whip us around the lake in a speedboat while we clung for dear life to the
Last month, I got to see my father for the first time since December 2019. I surprised him for his birthday, but the gift was
As it was unfolding in real time, I couldn’t decide if the event on the yard that day was creepy, crazy or beautiful. I was
Dear Matthew, Thank you for the time together yesterday. It is always a gift to be with you. And congratulations on completing your first year
We are preaching and teaching our way through the Lord’s Prayer in the place where my family and I worship. In this series, Teach Us
Last month my church held a series of discussions on reparations. It’s our penultimate session of an 11-month discussion series we’ve been completing together. We’ve
Last fall I participated in a dialogue circle hosted by an equity organization in our city. Fourteen men and women—seven black, seven white—gathered to talk
There are some words in the Dutch language that just can’t be translated properly into English. Benauwd. Verklempt. Voorpret. And gezellig (pronounced phlegm-ze-li-phlegm). Gezellig is
In the fall of 2018, I sat across the table from Wes Granberg-Michaelson at The Dandelion Pub, a few blocks over from my church’s offices
Having celebrated Pentecost and Trinity Sunday on May 23 and 30 respectively, this past Sunday was the first Lord’s Day in what we call Ordinary
A family had lived in their home all their lives. Before them, their forebears had lived in the same home on the same land. The
The alarm rang at 5:15am again today, just as it has three to four days per week for the past four years. But today’s alarm

A palpable holiness remains. The foundation stones and a few walls trace a jagged outline of daily monastic life. The arches of the abbey church
Once upon a time, he shot at surfacing German subs in the North Atlantic, tried to pick off the crews who were aiming anti-aircraft flak
I realize we have turned the corner into June, but I didn’t want to let May slip away without acknowledging Asian American and Pacific Islander
“It is just so sad, repulsive really, to see the way the Church of Jesus Christ, continually capitulates to the culture of our sick and
Megaphone in hand, the reverend led the crowd down 108th Place in Chicago’s Roseland neighborhood shouting, “Stop Killing Our Kids!” Local news crews captured footage
I remember it like it was yesterday. In one of the darkest moments of my life, I remember standing in church on a Sunday morning,
I have to say it: One week from today I get to go pick up my first CSA* share for the season, and I am
It felt like a dream. I was walking down the road from the Mount of Olives to the Kidron Valley with a group from seminary.
My wife and I were driving over a bridge in Florida, and we noticed a big, white, fancy, boat, which had two large flags flying
Sunday was consequential for the church community I serve. Our congregation’s Session, in response to updated CDC guidance, had just approved several changes that allowed
On a recent Sunday I was doing pulpit supply at one of our many mildly historic Reformed churches (RCA) in upstate New York. This one,
In 1971, Mary Garst of Coon Rapids, IA and Betty Kitzman of Ames, IA argued quite forcefully that the League of Women Voters of Iowa
I’m a bit of a mutt in the faith. It feels important to state that up front as we spend the next several Sundays together.

Today feels like a moment of transition. This past week, I closed the books on one of the longest academic years I’ve ever experienced. Today,
It’s a bit of an embarrassment really, or so I discovered. I’d never heard of the monument until it showed up on a local on-line

I forced my eyes open after another restless night of sleep and grinding of my teeth. It was 6am, and my four kids were already

The longest academic year in living memory is finally done. Please thank any teacher you know. It has been A LOT. Still, there’s also that
“Does the ascended Lord Jesus have a job description? And if so, what is it?” The question came from an astute, theologically trained person. Her
Dear Reader, This past week marked twenty years since I graduated from seminary. Some days it feels like yesterday that I walked across the platform
For this final week of “God in Our Senses” I want to close with a blessing for you and for our senses and our bodies.
This week my family cancelled our plane tickets to India, summer plans and dreams foiled by COVID. Again. We did the same thing last year,
When I first started writing for The Twelve life was much different. My kids were young and my beard was shorter with much less grey.
Last month it was the Suez Boat crisis that captured my imagination. I told you that once Louie, my Facebook algorithm, noticed that I’d clicked

Dorn Creek is really a crummy little property. A couple of forties, a few belonging to the state of Wisconsin, a few to Dane County.
News programs on TV used to use the phrase “And now this . . .” to toggle between one news story and the next, especially
A graduating college senior explained that he lived a life that often felt stuck between two different sides. His father is from Bahrain and his
Museums are really challenging places for me. I really don’t like whispering and I really do like touching things. Since most museums tend to be
Walking the dog last October, before the US presidential election, I noted the obvious evidence that my neighborhood sits on a fault line. Not a
The whole thing’s a stretch, but what the heck–I’m lovin’ it. Sheriff Pat Garrett plugged Billy the Kid, a notorious gunslinger, after hunting him down
The New York Times published a piece last week about a mental health state called “languishing” — a state of joylessness and aimlessness that is
Every time I am in Florence, I spend time meditating on one of my favorite sculptures: the pietà of Michelangelo, often referred to as “The Deposition.” Now
Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The grace of God is glue. – Eugene O’Neill I’ve grown more nervous to visit the pediatrician’s
I will call upon the Lord . . . and so shall I be saved from mine enemies. Psalm 18 I pray the Psalms daily.
This last week I have been in the beautiful state of Colorado visiting my sister, brother-in-law, and 14 month old niece. The magic of vaccinations
Sundays were special days at our house. Boring too. None of us kids were allowed to ride bikes or play catch. After dinner and clean
I’ve been feeling a lot of empathy for the Israelites lately. Out they come from Egypt, feeling energized and excited and elated and terrified. They’re
My students in the Psalms & Wisdom Literature course are starting to write their final sermons on a psalm, and inevitably each semester some come

The funeral home gave us a memory tree to plant in my dad’s honor. A pine sapling, barely two feet high, which we set reverently

Awe came upon everyone, because many wonders and signs were being done by the apostles. All who believed were together and had all things in
I didn’t plan this—honest—but on Earth Day this part Thursday, my syllabi had me teaching nature-related literature: in one class, some poems by Andrew Marvell
Perhaps it was more typical than not–that night, I mean. The guy worked a high-crime district, West Palm Beach, where being a cop meant hot
Dr. Willie Jennings grew up in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Recently, on Kate Bowler’s podcast, he was asked what it was like to grow up here,
A vitally important step.But only one step.An arduous road still lies ahead. Lament for lives unjustly taken. Commit to the next step and the next and the
I don’t qualify to be a Swiftie — although if I were to find out how many times I’ve listened to Taylor Swift’s Folklore and

A. J. Muste’s Reformed roots ran deep. Abraham Johannes Muste (1885-1967) was born in the Netherlands, raised in Grand Rapids, and educated at two Reformed

I love a good conversation and can hold my own in conversations spanning a wide range of topics. Current events, pop culture, small talk, theology,
My affection for international students runs deep and wide. I have had the joy and privilege of walking with many different people, from many different
People were also bringing babies to Jesus for him to place his hands on them. When the disciples saw this, they rebuked them. 16 But Jesus called
Two years ago today, on a bright Monday afternoon, I wrote this reflection on the confluence of spring, Holy Week, the fire of Notre Dame,

I remember when I started reading Eugene Peterson. I was five years into full-time pastoral ministry, and the entirety of my church experience to that
Staging Although we had talked about it for several years, when my wife and I finally contacted a realtor in mid-January to talk about selling
As the nation follows the trial of white police officer Derek Chauvin, charged with the killing of African American George Floyd, the language and arguments
The first of our five senses I want to explore is that of sight. How do we experience God through our eyes? How do we
On March 15, when the Senate confirmed her appointment as Secretary of the Interior, Rep. Deb Haaland of New Mexico made history by becoming the
Sundays during the coronavirus pandemic isolation often seemed little different than other days. I baked sourdough, cooked meals, cleaned up the kitchen, and read. But
Here’s to the women. The brave ones, who speak truth with conviction, with brilliance, with footnotes. To the women who do not back down, who
Almost everyone I know is a bit grumpy at the moment. Kind of over it. Just done. A gorgeous Easter weekend here in West Michigan definitely
Easter — the pinnacle of the Christian calendar, and if we are to be believed, the turning point of time. Yet as is often observed,
While my parents were still living, I often traveled from Holland to Grand Rapids and lunched with them at Porter Hills Retirement Village. On one

For so long, we, the church, have focused on knowing and believing the right things. We read and ponder and debate and write, using all
I recently finished Anthea Butler’s new book White Evangelical Racism: The Politics of Morality in America. It offers a short and accessible, yet powerful, overview
Ave Crux, spes unica. Hail Cross, our only hope. — Edith Stein On one episode of the irreverent sitcom It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Charlie,

I wanted to write something super deep and meaningful and totally on the nose for this Maundy Thursday Post. All week and last I thought

There has been a lively conversation going on up and down my street, in a townhouse development south of Tucson. But it isn’t the people
This is a religious piece. But it needs to start with current events. On January 6, a violent mob of rioters invaded our national Capitol
The New York Times article described it as a “familiar thorn for evangelicals.” Once again, evangelicals and sex are in the news in a sinister
Mark 11:1-11, Philippians 2:1-11 This painting is on our Palm Sunday bulletin today. Late on Thursday afternoon, after a day at the church full of
Eighth Day Farm is a faith-based, urban farming operation in Holland, Michigan. Founded in 2010, they offer a CSA* share program and farm market. They
If you look closely, you can tell it’s not the Great Plains. That big tree is too perfect; prairie trees get mauled regularly by incessant
My brother loves the grocery store. He’s a great cook, he’s got great taste in food, and most days he gets a hankering for something
If you think about it, we don’t have many occasions in church where we corporately act out Biblical stories. Sure, there’s your live nativities and
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
Twenty years ago, in a senior seminar undergrad course, I was assigned to read Frederick Buechner’s essay “Dwarves in the Stable.” One-third of the short
Numbers 21:4-9; Ephesians 2:1-10; John 3:14-21 This past week, Rev. Kendra Van Houten and I were trying to plan a combined Maundy Thursday service. She
Here’s a sure sign that one full year of a global pandemic has taken a toll on my spiritual life. My Lenten observance this year

There isn’t much we know about Aunt Gertie’s death. It happened on a foggy night in November, 1949, along a lakeshore cloaked in a mist
We Americans like to think we have no social classes. The founders of the new nation forbade all titles of nobility, and we have taken
Once upon a Lenten season, I was preparing a meditation on Jesus’ cry of dereliction in the Gospel of Mark, the enigmatic: My God, my
I remember the day I was formally introduced to my white Christian privilege. It was September 4, 2015. I was standing in the middle of

I’m much more of a Jeopardy fan (may we have a moment of silence on The Twelve for the late, great Alex Trebek, please?) than
John 2:13-22 When I was a child, with a beginner’s mind, I loved today’s gospel story. The Cleansing of the Temple we call it. What’s
I ‘ve been working my way through the essay collection Winning the Green New Deal with one of my friends for the last month. As

A certain brother committed an offense in Scete, the camp of the monks, and when a congregation was assembled on this matter, they sent after
I had a rather startling realization this week: this coming Sunday, one year ago, was the last time my congregation (and many congregations) gathered in
John Bates, bard of Manitowish Waters, led our GreenHouse students on a snow-shoe exploration of Raven Trail’s winter stories. After teaching them to speak chickadese
If you have gone to most any news or newspaper website in the last few months, then you know that you have not needed to
When you’re young, it’s easy to confuse strength with dominance; when you’re older, you realize the feat of character it takes to be meek. I
Genesis 17:1-16; Mark 8:31-38; Romans 4:13-25 “Prelude to Labor” Pregnant on tomorrow’s side of middle agebones already bending toward sweet earthand autumn’s leaves released in
Please welcome today’s guest blogger, my colleague and friend Prof. Chad Engbers. Chad gave this meditation at our Ash Wednesday chapel at Calvin University on
“What places do I really have to see when I’m here?” I asked the woman behind the desk at the Osage visitor’s center. “You must see
Blessed is the one who reads aloud the words of the prophecy, and blessed are those who hear. The Revelation 1:3 Children make excellent lectors.
Imagine that the entire city of Miami just disappeared. The whole population: gone. Or maybe you can imagine Omaha or Raleigh better. The official population
++ One ++ Superspreaders and broad brushstrokes. I wince every time I read a list of high-risk places to avoid during the pandemic. “Places of
Yesterday I found myself looking back through my camera roll at pictures from last February. I shook my head a bit at my oblivious self
for Myrtle Takken for her 95th Year Grandma walks toward Easter one more time;I see her walking not toward church but trees—trees of the farm
Today we will consider the snow pile at the end of my driveway. These days you may have one too. In all likelihood, you know

When my family moved to Sioux Center fifteen years ago the neighborhood was very different from how it looks today. Back then my neighbors were
On Tuesday morning I looked up from the plank position I had been holding and saw a dolphin. And then another dolphin. Just their dorsal
“What are the ashes about?” The question was sincere. My church has never done Ash Wednesday before — at least not with ashes, anyway. And
A C-SPAN video has gone viral (how often can you say that!?). It was shot Friday morning outside the White House where First Lady Jill

Among the younger folk, ‘ghosting’ refers to a sudden and immediate cessation of all communication toward a person, digitally, physically, and on social media. Frankly,

Prayer is difficult in a technological age like ours. Our minds have been shaped by the efficiency, quantification, objectivity of the computer. We value precision

“Shift into self-compassion. You’re not unproductive. You’re living through a pandemic. #breathe” — Dr. Thema, Feb. 10 on Twitter @drthema. Debra? We’re ready for you
If the place sounds cliche-ish, you can’t blame Garretson, SD, because doggone it, not every Siouxland burg has a tourist trap built in. Seriously, Garretson’s
Yesterday the Michigan state senate Majority Leader opened the floor session with a prayer. He prayed for the seeking of unity, for people to work
It would have been around 1950 — most likely, as now, with snow on the ground — that I wrote my letter to the Canadian
Have we settled on a name for the events of January 6 yet? “Capitol Riot” is what I hear most. To me, riot sounds too

A friend asked what we’re looking for in the new Reformed Journal and I said “great writing.” There are a lot of other things I
I am tired these days. I keep seeing headlines about trauma and “covid fatigue” so maybe you are too. And herein lies the opportunity. American
The antiracist reading group at my church has dedicated the month of February to Howard Thurman’s classic work Jesus and the Disinherited. We’ve spent the
It might have been here on The Twelve that somebody suggested it would be interesting to discover who owned my land before my land was
Because, I suppose, God would still have us call him good,he has shone the light of his countenance upon us(here in West Michigan, at least)and
“Ooh” she said, “That one’s my favorite!” She came over and I snapped a cell phone picture of her next to it. One needs to
A recent article in the New York Times addressed the troubling rise of a militant form of Christian Nationalism and how prevalent—and visually obvious—this was
I know that it’s easy these days to complain about politics and government. Here’s the thing, “we the people” is really just each one of
I ’ve never been able to figure out a way to write about Restorative Justice or Restorative Practices without getting lost in a sea of
Earlier this week, Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell sparked a lively conversation on this blog with his provocative question, “Does being a hard-nosed Calvinist who sees the struggle
On my mother’s side, my Dutch-American ancestry has been here since before the American Civil War. My people were among the first immigrants from the
A Response to Daniel Meeter Daniel:As I said in the Comments on the day you posted it, I really appreciate your “Cleansing the Temple” contribution
Years ago, I made reference in a literature class to Clint Eastwood’s boxing picture, Million Dollar Baby (2004). A student volunteered, with some passion, that
My father-in-law died last summer from COVID-19. Minimizers and deniers might ask “Did he die of COVID? Or with COVID?” He never had the virus.
During this month of January the world watched two remarkable expressions of American Civil Religion, two weeks apart, at the same location – the US
What can it mean to love the lifethat is my own? It is to love the longings,the loss,the fears,that always find their way aboard. Or
As someone who studies the antiabortion movement, this time of year always has a particular importance. Yesterday marked 48 years since the Supreme Court handed
In the New York Times Opinion piece, The Roots of Josh Hawley’s Rage, Katherine Stewart draws attention to the religious rhetoric of Senator Josh Hawley.
To tweak the opening sentence of the New York Times from January 21, 1861, “The day to which all have looked with so much anxiety
I walked out of Rust and Wax, my neighborhood vinyl store, a happy man last week- I’d scored a copy of the War on Drugs’
What to write? I have often asked myself that question every other week when my turn to post a blog here on The Twelve comes
From time to time, librarians cull the stacks. They make decisions about what books to keep and which ones to pitch, donate, or move elsewhere.
To slow down,to halt,to cease,to Sabbath. I talk of you as a dream,only to encounter your nightmare.In you I find all I have been running
In 1989, Ecumenical Patriarch Demetrios I declared September 1 a day of prayer for creation, corresponding with the beginning of the Orthodox church year. The
“When you get to the Visitor’s Center, look for the blue dress–it belonged to Judy’s grandma,” she told me. “Judy” is her friend. I’d just
“The Bible says that ‘for everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven…a time to heal, …and a time to
It’s hard to know what words are left to say about recent events—it’s difficult to begin writing, not knowing what might happen mere hours from
The United States Post Office in Pella, Iowa is a little jewel. The small but stately red brick colonial structure sits just off the town
II Samuel 11: In the spring of the year, the time when kings go out to battle, David sent Joab with his officers and all
The sweet taste of sunlight.Cold creek on the shins.Colored-tailed soaring in the heavens. Who knew these were the medicine my soul needed,breath into my ever
January’s days are trickling past in a slow but steady stream. Advent, Christmas, and even the day of Epiphany are now over. Nonetheless, I find

I was working on a piece about Nebuchadnezzar on Wednesday afternoon when the world shifted. My wife called, and I watched the goons running amok
Note: I uploaded this post yesterday morning…and then yesterday afternoon happened. It seems a bit tone-deaf to write about something other than the events that
I joined the Micah Center a number of years ago. It is a faith-rooted organization that works for justice in the Grand Rapids, Michigan community
This week’s focus on the Congress in the United States—and particularly on the Senate—sent me back to Robert Caro’s book Master of the Senate (Knopf,
In Iowa, during January, the nights are long and dark. If it isn’t below zero, I find myself enjoying the quiet starlight during early morning
As darkness changesand the moon finds her grace-filled cycle, I wonder what will remain. We turn the page.Write the next chapter.Move this. Clean that.Say hello
In British literature studies, we sometimes talk about “the long eighteenth century,” as in: “It really begins back in 1660, with the Restoration after the
Maybe it was the little chapel she’d insisted on showing me, a place she thought any visit to the Northern Cheyenne mission wouldn’t be complete

What was the best book you read this year? Mine was Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer. I listened to the author read it, actually

What to say at the end of this extraordinary year? So far, I’m most persuaded by the words of Clarke Smith, age 9, of Beverly

We’ve all heard so many jokes and cracks about 2020. It can’t end too soon. And behind the jokes are deep sorrow and outrage. At
On occasion my sermons take the form of “Tales from New Heidelberg” — stories centered around Pastor Branderhorst and old First Reformed Church in New
In a previous post, I wrote about my conviction that the future of the church in on the margins. Referencing an essay by Steve Toshio
I forgot to buy a box of Queen Anne’s cordial cherries this year. I didn’t realize it until the week before Christmas, and by then
Now here 15 years, I have a happy association of kid laughter and snow. Following the first snow last week, I did a little window-reconnaissance
For this Christmas Day 2020 I offer this meditation/sermon from Luke 1:26-38: Those of us who are parents, grandparents, uncles, or aunts all know what
In his perhaps most Ron Weasley-ish moment, Ron responds to Hermione’s description of the many emotions Cho Chang is experiencing as she grieves Cedric and
“It doesn’t really feel like Christmas, Dad.” My daughter tugs sharply at my shirt to get my attention, and gestures dramatically down our street. She’s
If he was worth loving, he is worth grieving over. Grief is existential testimony to the worth of the one loved. That worth abides. So
When Mark Charles visits schools, college campuses, and communities, he always begins by introducing himself. According to the matrilineal Diné culture, his four clans include
A green, glass dish of peanut brittle always sat on top of Grandma’s microwave at Christmas time. In those days, I never wandered into the
We shouldn’t complain. After all, the Lord himself spent his first Christmas in a barn/stable/cave/guest room—opinions differ. Whatever the venue, it involved livestock and probably
It’s not a new story. I wrote it more than a decade ago, so it may well show its age. But I thought I’d try
My kids have a favorite new show: “Alone.” It’s a reality show where survival experts are dropped off in remote and hardly survivable conditions to
In my last posting here, I introduced you to jazz bagpipes as a metaphor for COVID-Thanksgiving. I was fascinated by the talent and enthusiasm of
Advent: Discipleship in DarknessAn original work of poetry by moi Darkness. The dreadful darkness. The dismal darkness. The dreary darkness. The very, very, dark darkness.

The Electoral College vote will be taken today and Joe Biden will officially be named President-elect. Eighty-one million voters will breathe a sigh of relief,
“In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night.” – Luke 2:8 Why was the good news
In Zoom worship last Sunday, we said a prayer that we’ve said many times before, part of our prayers for the Confession of Sin. It
Like everyone else, I’m trying to negotiate the aftermath of a divisive election that has fractured my corner of the world. Almost every part of
Last week I sat perched in my favorite perching place, where fallen tree meets standing tree. The Y-branches of the fallen tree jut out from
I am about to share one of my deepest, darkest, most shameful secrets with you. It is a part of myself that makes me shudder
Experts from the fields of psychology and neurology claim that our memory is susceptible to error. Sometimes we are sure we remember something that we
Our annual fundraising week is over. To all who gave, thank you so much! To all of you who said to yourselves, “I really should
There is less information about the teachers at the Indian boarding schools, but I wonder how many of them believed they were doing the best
But just when he had resolved to do this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream… – Matthew 1:20a Have you
Refugia (re-FU-jee-a) are places where life survives, against great odds, in a crisis. A wildfire destroys most of a forest, for example—but not all of
Once you find the road in—the place is very much out of the way–the signs tell the story. I’ve visited twice, often enough to guess
Q: What do you understand by “the communion of saints”? A. First, that believers one and all,as members of this community,share in Christand in all
By now you’ve read all sorts of reasons to support the Reformed Journal and The Twelve. You’ve read about the exciting updates coming down the
This past August I begrudgingly became aware of a persistent, annoying lower back pain. It wasn’t until October that I admitted my usual exercises and
If you’re a regular at The Twelve, you’ll have already read a number of essays by now helping you understand our needs this giving season.
Morning routines. We all have them. Unless you’re like Pentecostals and contemporary worship folk who say they have no order of worship or liturgy. They
Very few people alive today can remember a year like 2020. And most (if not all) of us who have lived through this year sincerely
When I talk with people about the history of religion in the United States, people have a wide variety of reactions. Many people are uncomfortable

Sometimes the mostly RCA and CRC world of The Twelve can seem small. But the numbers of our humble blog tell a different story. The
“For nothing will be impossible with God.” – Luke 1:37 If I had to describe 2020 in a word, I would choose the word “isolated.”
“We live in a country in epistemological crisis,” David Brooks laments in his most recent op-ed in the New York Times. Brooks acknowledges that this
I’ve recently learned that wildlife conservationists will sometimes remove desperately endangered creatures from their habitats in order to save their species. It’s called “arking”—as in:
Why support the Reformed Journal? Because we need voices that advocate for a reformed, or reformational, perspective. There’s a form of Evangelicalism that is biblically
Got it this morning. Had no idea mature human beings could or would hunt hogs from helicopters, but this Texas outfit thought I might just
“Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18 Often at our dinner table,
This week is one of my favorite of the whole year. I adore everything about Thanksgiving. Always have. And here’s the thing: I spend pretty
Someday I’m going to compile a list of “Christian words” which need a 200 year time out — mothballed until they can be brought out
Over the past several months I’ve been doing a slow, unhurried read through the book of Jeremiah. It strikes me as the right book for
Over the last three weeks I have suggested that a biblical understanding of the Sabbath involves much more than choosing what not to do one
Recent postings on this blog have invited readers of The Twelve to be faithful in honoring the Sabbath. Travis West (“The Sabbath, Time and Presence,”
Two weeks ago, on a warm-for-November Saturday night, I sat in an Adirondack chair beside my friend’s fire pit, an iPad perched on a little
I walked through the tunnel which burrowed through a sand dune and opened onto a deck with a view of the Lake Michigan shoreline, this
Let’s face it. We’ve been living in a sea of tumult. The coronavirus pandemic has disrupted whatever “normal” may have meant. Life and death choices
I’d just driven the three hours to my in-law’s house in Central California. The kids were happily getting settled in at Grandma and Grandpa’s place.
And God blessed the seventh day, and made it holy.Genesis 2.2 The idea that God both blessed and sanctified the seventh day in creation is
Absolutely everyone else has been weighing in with think pieces and commentary about the recent US election outcome, so we at The Twelve thought we
It’s all so understandable. From the vantage point of 75-plus years, the war seems ancient history. Besides, so many of those who fought had no
I’ve had a song stuck in my head since November 3. It wasn’t until I read Laura de Jong’s lovely collection of poems in her
Thanks to a minister father who was also pianistically trained, I grew up in a home that was blessedly alive with music, not only with
In October, I experienced “fifteen minutes of fame.” I left a kind and generous congregation to use what little voice I had against American evangelicalism’s

A friend asked on Facebook: “Anyone else thrilled to cancel Thanksgiving, thanks to COVID? It’s the most physically exhausting, emotionally draining, politically fractious, whiplash-scheduled holiday,
Six days shall work be done, but on the seventh day there shall be a sabbath of complete rest, holy to the LORD…It is a
Recently, I’ve had several conversations with friends who I hadn’t heard from in quite some time. As you would expect, there were all sorts of
“I have to go upstairs and write a blog,” I said to my wife. “Whoa, wait. What are you going to write about?” She asked,
Here’s a conversation I had on Monday. Me: “I have to write my blog yet this week.”Friend: “What are you going to write about?”Me: “No
It is the day after the US presidential election. Votes have been cast. The polls have closed. At the time of writing, the results remain
A couple or so weeks ago I realized with somewhat of a sinking sensation that I would be slated to blog here on The Twelve
The oft quoted and misquoted aphorisms about being doomed to repeat history have always confused me. History exists, as do similarities and differences with the
He took into exile in Babylon those who had escaped from the sword, and they became servants to him and to his sons until the
Okay, so it may not be quite as momentous as the events of October 31, 1517 in Wittenberg, Germany, but… Nine years ago, on October
“There the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of a bush; he looked, and the bush was blazing, yet it
“Some of them just got too big for their britches.” People said that occasionally, that some farmers who went down during the Farm Crisis of the
Our God, our help in ages past, You have loved creation through it all.Through the rise and fall of every civilization.Through every pandemic.Through every human
Last time, I told you that you needed to read a book about flies. Today, it’s a movie about an octopus. Recently released on Netflix,
Every now and again and again, I offer here a buffet of little notes. So please line up to see what looks tasty to you,
When I entered my doctor of ministry program, the first assignment was to write an autobiography of loss. It struck me as a strange assignment
Yesterday I conducted a graveside service for a man who lived a decade longer than the strong person who is imagined in Psalm 90. Verse
By Allison Vander Broek In my advising seminar this week, my students and I explored the history of the AIDS epidemic together. We watched several
By Keith Mannes A church-guy in our town is flying a flag which depicts Donald Trump as Rambo. Seriously! It is an airbrushed cartoon, with
Last week we received a postcard in the church mail. No sender, no note – just this image on the front and our church address
By Jared Ayers A few weeks ago, I pulled my worn, sand-scratched copy of Moby Dick off the shelf in the fiction section of my
A little over two years ago I posted something here on The Twelve on “The Cancer of Prejudice.” That post was prompted by a letter
On Sunday at around 4:50 PM, I was pronounced “Minister of the Word” during a live-streamed “service of pastoral ordination.” This means that I may
Back when I was a summer camp counselor, we tried not to speak a certain word around the campers. We wanted to avoid the suggestive
Dr. Anthony Fauci is my hero. The well-known immunologist has spoken calmly and professionally about the COVID-19 pandemic. Yes, I admire him for all his
You’ll drive a long way to find a sandy beach on Minnesota’s north shore. That humpy stuff roiling beneath your feet looks and feels like

I know I’m very late to the game, but I finished the final season of “Schitt’s Creek” this week. And honestly, David? I cried. One
So…about that famous fly at last week’s vice presidential debate. Turns out, it was simply joining a long line of illustrious Musca domestica. I know
Back in the day when I was a faithful mass transit rider, the best bus route for me dropped me about ten blocks away from

Why should Christians vote for Joe Biden? The overwhelming answer is because he’s not Donald Trump. There is a lot of truth in those “Any
When Dr. Francis Collins received the Templeton Prize this year, he gave an acceptance speech titled “In Praise of Harmony.” As a geneticist, physicist, and
On Thursday I allowed myself just over an hour and a half to make some Green Tomato Chutney. Two weeks in a row, my Community
I teach a course on popular culture as part of our youth ministry program. The course is really about cultural interpretation—How do we make sense
“Dear old world, you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.” That quote greets me every morning. I stump downstairs
The Creighton Truck Trail meanders north on the remote western edge of Seney National Wildlife Refuge. Westward is a nearly trackless expanse of northern hardwoods
A couple of different time across the last four or so years, I have addressed the subject of praying for our leaders, including for President
While standing at the National Archives Museum, our current president called for a “1776 Commission” to “restore patriotic education to our schools.” A student sent
In some admittedly limited ways, this has been a hard year for me. It was harder for me to be a mother to my children
Months ago I was working slowly through some photo albums, a tumble of memories stashed in my basement since my parents died. It’s been difficult
Truth be told, there weren’t all that many people around. I was a little disappointed in the size of the crowd–three or four dozen, most
Christians, we must stop equivocating. My social media, post Presidential debate, is just saturated with people wanting to point to Biden calling Trump a clown,

Monday’s lovely post by Chuck DeGroat, about how we use words and encouragement to call on our better angels got me thinking about the history
The alien was dying. In the 2016 movie Arrival, Louise Banks (played by Amy Adams) is invited by the government to communicate with extraterrestrials whose
It’s August 15. I’m coming off of a particularly unhurried and reflective season where I’ve dabbled less in social media. As I dip my toe
Well, here we are, in chapter seventeen of Exodus, with the people of Israel unhappy with their tour guide again. Last week it was the
The lodge at the Au Sable Institute looks west through a standing choir of pines. Beyond, a shallow wetland pond reflects waning sunlight and Big
I put my political flag up today. No, not Trump or Biden, Jeff Lebowski. The Dude. Lebowski 2020: This Aggression Will Not Stand, Man. I
I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling like things are a little bit all over the place these days. I’m excited about a new
I have vows on my mind. Today, I spent a bit of time working on a wedding service for a dear friend whose upcoming, COVID-19-altered
“Where were you when Kennedy was shot?” is a question asked of those who remembers that day. What fewer people know is that wherever they
This September morning, I went out to weed the neglected backyard border bed. This corner of my garden, out of sight from my backyard, gets
I was finalizing both this blog post and my sermon for today when the news came of Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s death on Friday. Wiser bloggers
Twenty miles outside town, out among corn fields and orchards, we find the driveway marked by an unassuming sign: Plainsong Farm. As we pull in
A couple of weeks ago, out west on the Oregon Trail, I couldn’t help being astounded by both the clockwork and the sheer number of
They came to Jesus and saw the demoniac sitting there, clothed and in his right mind, the very man who had had the legion; and
Midweek. I find myself muttering “how is it only Tuesday?” Perhaps your life, too, is a little bit of a whirlwind at the moment. I
The soup ladle pictured above is from Bonnemaman’s girlhood home. Bonnemaman was my wife’s lovable, buoyant grandmother whose life came up a few months short

Dear Friends, For most of the past decade our daughter has shared a small house in Washington, D.C. Hotels are expensive there and I am
To be perfectly honest, this is one of those weeks when I greatly expand on the pericopes laid out by the Revised Common Lectionary (RCL).
Back in college, when I still thought college was the most stressful thing that could happen to me, I developed a pretty workable self-calming practice.
Last weekend I had a transformative experience.Standing beside my friend’s tent-trailer, I suddenly became a different person. All because I was given a shovel, which
I grew up in a Southern Baptist world filled with sacred tunes of both the vintage and contemporary variety. Ironically, the tune that has framed
History is silted full of tragedies. On the day I am writing this (a few days ahead of the just-past Labor Day holiday in the
It is an interesting time to think about workers and labor. In the aftermath of the Civil War, unions became increasingly vocal about defending the
My friend and colleague Daniel Meeter retired at the beginning of July. Back in May, speaking at a Reformed Church Center event, he likened our
Tuesday was my first day back teaching after nine months away. I was on sabbatical last semester, so I missed all the drama my poor
“It was a test,” he told me, after pulling me aside. “It’s a story I thought you’d like, a story I wanted to tell you.”
Put on the whole armor of God, so that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For our struggle is
This morning—perhaps even as you are reading this—I’ll be beginning the new academic year. My 30th as a college teacher. And fittingly, I think, I’ll
Don’t try to figure out your own life. That’s too much. The most we can hope for is to try to figure out our parents.
This past week I had four separate phone conversations with pastors in four different regions of the country. While each of these conversations was unique,
If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. Matthew 16:24 (NIV) At first, I thought
There were many things I was afraid of before I left for my study abroad semester in Chile back in the fall of 1996. Amidst
“Walk with me?” she asked. “Sure.” I said, happy to give my procrastination an alibi. I shut my lap-top and we drove down to Governor
Commenting on the fall of Jerry Falwell, Jr. – whose mounting sexual and life-style scandals have now culminated in his forced resignation as president of
“Pray for friends, and fun.” The day before we drove 1100 miles to our new home and congregation in Palm Beach, Florida, my wife and
Fighting against heresy is a deep-seated part of church history. We maybe don’t like to think of Christianity that way. We prefer to present Christianity
As I wheel a load of weeds past the six-foot fence that keeps deer from my husband’s vegetables, I sigh and mutter, “I’m discouraged.” “Why?”
Now when Jesus came into the district of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, “Who do you say that the Son of man is?” Matthew
Guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia has been muddling along amid the pandemic like the rest of us. Here she gathers a little quarantine-related
Found it. I just hadn’t read the small print. I had turned right off the gravel road and headed to the scruffy Cather Township cemetery
In this moment in history, the white American Church has a decision to make: whether or not we will choose to walk in the truth.
The first football game I ever attended in Iowa pitted the Dutch against the Norse. Who knew such strong ethnic sentiments still persisted? Team names
Murray, our three-year-old golden retriever, is a glutton for attention and refuses to be left out of a book discussion group that has been meeting,
I heard the very fine writer Marilyn McEntyre speak recently about story arcs, the idea of capturing a story as a geometric shape. Some stories
It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to their dogs. Matthew 15:26 This is a story with a problem right
I can still remember one of the first stories I ever read. Well, I don’t actually remember the story—or anything about it. In fact, I
My little part of the world has been in an uproar for the past week. Last Sunday the New York Times published an article exploring
On Tuesday night the Toronto Blue Jays played their first “Home” game in their new home-away-from-home, Sahlen Field, in Buffalo, New York. Normally the home
Echoing the apostle Paul and others, Maximus the Confessor wrote that “all the ages of time and the beings within those ages have received their
Seventeen years ago Neal Plantinga created a summer seminar titled “Imaginative Reading for Creative Preaching.” I was privileged to be one of about twenty pastors
Our warriors kicked full speed into their mounts and went racing after [the buffalo], whooping wildly to strike terror in the herd and make them
When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified, “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear. Matthew 14:26 In
When it comes to communing with other creatures, I’m not a very promising candidate. I talk to plants all the time, encouraging my flowers to
We were blessed to get into the place. The blasted Covid stuff is closing everything these days, and with good reason. But our permission to
A momentous anniversary, eclipsed by current crises, demands our remembrance today. Events of 75 years ago changed our world profoundly and irreversibly. In August 1945
I actually thought I’d watch more TV in the pandemic than I have. I’m not sure why I didn’t–maybe because I spent so many of

Can a flailing, often failing, young Muslim man present the most appealing portrayal of “religion” on recent television? A millennial from an immigrant family in
When Covid-19 disrupted our family vacation plans for the summer, it felt like just one more disappointment to pile on the already big heap of
“They do not need to go away. You give them something to eat. Jesus to his disciples in Matthew 14:16 The Feeding the 5,000/Multiplication of
I read Richard Rohr’s Universal Christ and Richard Powers’ The Overstory in quick succession this month. It was not out of any sort of forward
The last month has been a roller coaster for DACA recipients. First, the Supreme Court upheld DACA, preventing the Trump administration from bringing it to
I didn’t think I’d ever be chums with John Cena, but then I suppose Covid-19 has led us all into some surprising situations. Back in
For more than a decade, I have met early each Tuesday morning with a handful of women for Lectio Divina (divine reading), a Scripture-based practice
Then the devil led Jesus to the entrance of the Jerusalem Farmers Market. Jesus observed that most people were prudently wearing face coverings and masks
Comedian Red Green of Possum Lodge fame authored the man’s prayer: I’m a man. I can change. If I have to. I guess. Humanity doesn’t
Have you understood all this? They answered, “Yes.” Matthew 13:51 Note: This is the final segment in a July Sunday series of reflections on one
Please welcome today’s guest writer, Tim Van Deelen. Tim is Professor of Forest and Wildlife Ecology at the University of Wisconsin – Madison. We Midwesterners
It was, I’d like to believe, at least something like this rendition–big choir, lots of folks on stage. I was a boy–kindergarten, first grade or
Our family had to quarantine this week. We thought we might have been exposed to COVID, because of the sickness of a close neighbor whose
I try not to say this too often or too loudly, especially out of recognition and respect of those whose lives are very different, but
I have been thinking recently about some remarkable individuals whom I met on a recent journey to sites in the Middle East and East Africa

Back in the day, we hoped to start conversations on The Twelve. I’m trying to revive that lost tradition today with a bunch of questions
O LORD, you have searched me and known me. Psalm 139:1 Note: This is the third in a four-Sunday series of reflections on one or
Four months ago, as Michigan was beginning our Stay-at-Home orders, and Italy was in the thick of theirs, my husband showed me a YouTube video
A few nights ago I was spending time at a lake cabin in Minnesota, alone, when the lights went out. One minute I was getting
Last week I deleted Facebook from my phone. It was a long time coming. I was tired – tired of the constant outrage, tired of
Today is tax day. This isn’t the typical time to file taxes. We are much more accustomed to submitting tax returns in the Spring. But
There have been several reflections here on The Twelve of late related to the current controversy over statues and memorials, including yesterday’s blog by my
In celebration of the 150th anniversary of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Andrew Bolton created an exhibit based on time and fashion entitled, “About Time:
Listen! A sower went out to sow. (Matthew 13: 3) (Note: This is the second in a four-Sunday series of reflections on one or more

I’ve planted two baby trees so far this summer, a tamarack and a burr oak. Actually, I arranged for their planting and then stood by

He was a colleague, my boss, my editor and, for a long, long time, our neighbor and good, good friend. From just across the street,

The governor of California is recommending that churches not sing when they worship together. And this has caused much controversy among conservative Christians in that
I have to admit that I’m rather perplexed at how mask-wearing has become such a hot topic. Admittedly, it didn’t help when the pandemic first

I’m satisfied with just a cottage belowA little silver and a little goldBut in that city where the ransomed will shineI want a gold one
The elder pulled him aside after the worship service. “Can I give you some advice, Pastor?” he asked. “Keep politics out of the pulpit. You’re
But to what will I compare this generation? (Matthew 11:16) I mistrust the lazy piety of unexamined biblical narratives and “Hallmark” religious poetry. A loaded
In honor of the Fourth of July, I thought it appropriate to delve into the question of Christian nationalism and its role in America. There
Lately, it seems everything from masks to hugs has become a political statement. With the fourth of July upon us, patriotism and remembering those who
My aunt tried to cross the border last week. She’s a Canadian living in Germany with a daughter living in Michigan. She flew to Canada,
“Child,” said the Lion, “I am telling you your story, not hers. No-one is told any story but their own.” -Aslan, in C.S. Lewis’s The
Comedian Jon Stewart, original host of the Comedy Central program The Daily Show, may or may not have very many religious sensibilities. Stewart is capable
Americans love a tragedy and redemption story. To use religious language, many of us might call this narratives of transgression and sanctification. But what is
Hay Creek RanchNemo, South Dakota For all my apprehension and anxiety about this trip, my week in South Dakota has been an experience beyond words.
Let them praaaaaaaaises give Jehovah,For his name alone is high,And his gloooooory is exalted, And his glooooory is exalted,And his GLOOOOOOORY is exalted,Far above the
My dear Wormwood, Let me start with another reminder that you must take great care that this letter not fall into the wrong hands. As
(This post originally appeared at http://www.iamareconciler.org/dear-church-refuse-to-be-in-denial/ — thanks to Melissa for her permissino to repost this important piece here at the Twelve.) Dear Church, I
On Sunday night, June 7, the little St. James Anglican Church in rural Parham, Ontario, burned to the ground. Well, the entrance still stood, with
I never did put a fish sticker on the back of my car. Many years ago, I considered it for a while — a discreet

In 2009-10 we lived in the Netherlands. The Dutch do lots of things better than we do, including bike paths, reclaiming land from the sea,
Spontaneity is not one of my gifts. My family might actually think that’s a significant understatement. A few years ago when I chose the word
Sometimes I have a hard time knowing how to attend to the largest crisis before me because of any number of tiny crises holding my

In the summer of 1964, I had turned nine years old. My mom was sick and dying, and my dad was pastor of First Reformed
One of my summer jobs in college was researching and compiling hymn stories – the history of composers, authors, tunes, and circumstances, for Hymnary.org. I
Be nice. Play nice. Nice people. Nice time. “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” Nice clothes. Nice company.
For the past fifteen years I have enjoyed the good fortune of living on Lake Michigan’s eastern shore, in the home where my children formed

On the floor for the U.S. Senate, debating a bill to fund education for black Americans, Senator Jefferson Davis explained “this government was not founded
I keep flowers in vases around my house for way too long. Long past their prime. Long after they have started to wither and fade.
As we arrived at the marina last Saturday, a gloriously perfect day, I told Trevor that I wanted to learn all the nautical lingo. Trevor
The land out back is vacant, all flood plain. Nobody will build behind us, so we’ve got an acre of grass, native flowers, and Russian
I felt stupid and scared this week, and I took it out on a well-meaning white guy. Here’s what happened: I was working as part
When we had to postpone the Festival of Faith & Writing this spring, one of my great sadnesses was that we had so many amazing

Saturday Pianos, it turns out, are heavy. Like, really heavy. Like, three days later, still feeling the back ache heavy. After three months of working
My wife Judi likes to say, “There’s a song for every situation.” It’s a stream-of-consciousness kind of thing. The kids used to roll their eyes.
I grew up in rural Pella, Iowa. My family firmly planted in fields outside a small and fairly tight knit community. And while I heard
Two weeks ago, the news surrounding abortion was big. In a new documentary on FX, AKA Jane Roe, Norma McCorvey admitted that not only had
Ten years ago this fall I started my PhD program at Luther Seminary in Saint Paul, MN. Because my degree is in Pastoral Care and

Donald Trump in front of a church with a Bible in his hand Monday night got me thinking about George Washington. Perhaps you’ve heard the
Now It’s Officially Summer Everyone has a certain moment for which the summer “officially” begins. For some, it’s when that last final exam of the
It was not lost on many of my fellow preachers on Sunday that on the very day we celebrate the outpouring of God’s Breath on

A few months ago, when we were still gathering for worship, we sat in church celebrating our granddaughter Annie’s baptism. The priest poured water generously
This past week, a friend pointed me to a fascinating interview with Tom Holland. Holland is a leading English author and historian who’s published several
Today is not the day for my words. Dear world, listen to the uprising. Our babies are speaking to you. – Lisa Sharon Harper
[Two weeks ago, in a comment, David Stravers asked about men and women of conviction in America’s western saga. I responded with a few names
My son has discovered a love of birds. It happened after I gave him a thrifted copy of a bird book. It wasn’t long before
It wasn’t until my thirties that I even considered not wearing a slip. This is not, perhaps, the most shocking admission, though it may be
Jesus says, “For which of you, intending to build a tower, does not first sit down and estimate the cost, to see whether he has

I have been transfixed over the past several weeks by The Last Dance, ESPN’s ten-part documentary ostensibly about the 1997-98 Chicago Bulls but really a
1 Corinthians 15:1-26, 51-57 As part of an exercise at a Churches Learning Change virtual retreat this week, I was asked to describe my dream.
I think like everyone I’ve been missing meals together. It was such a central part of my life up until the pandemic started — dinner
What have I been doing during the pandemic? Chopping wood. Sure, I’ve been teaching online like every other college professor, I was even fortunate enough
Instagram moves in mysterious ways. I was lying in bed a few nights ago, scrolling through my Instagram feed as you’re not supposed to do
“Nature and Nature’s laws lay hid in night: God said, Let Newton be! And all was light.” Alexander Pope’s epitaph for the renowned English philosopher
Let’s stipulate up front: the two topics I will address here are not apples to apples. Apples to oranges perhaps. Or perhaps like what was
In 1883, Mary Mallon immigrated to New York City. Alone. At the age of 14, Mary left her home in Cookstown, Ireland and journeyed to
1 Corinthians 13:1-13 Avoidance I have a “do not preach list.” It’s my version of Jimmy Fallon’s “Do Not Play List” — a list of
Tired of circling my own block or the college campus again and again on my sanity-preserving walks, I invited my daughter to go with me
In his statement, [Tribal] Chairman Frazier cites the 1868 Ft. Laramie Treaty that says “no white person or persons shall be permitted to settle upon
When the Covid-19 pandemic appeared, it soon became apparent that most annual gatherings of Christian denominations in the USA would not meet this summer, as

We reflect on the meaning of our lives not because we believe we are so important; we reflect on our lives to discover that we
My congregation celebrates weekly Communion, and we’ve learned how to do it “at home,” via Zoom. It’s hardly ideal, although we’ve discovered unexpected gifts in
Upon finishing seminary and entering my first pastorate, my wife Tammy and I decided we were ready to start a family. We tried for almost
Acts 18:1-4 and 1 Corinthians 1:10-18 In my Midwestern hometown, hospitality usually takes the form of tables piled high with food and surrounded by people,
When the early days of May arrive all bright and tulip-y, or drizzling on the bloom laden trees, or wind swept, or coronavirus-clad, I can’t

Growing up I had a super-churched life. My home church held two services each Sunday, and we did not miss either one. Winter meant going
Saturday morning I made myself a cup of coffee, wrapped myself in a blanket on the couch, and turned on the Parks and Rec Special.
This article will publish on May 6, but as I sit here writing, it’s May 5. May 5 is a solemn day on the Ayers
If I come across any one of a dozen or so movies while channel surfing, I will almost always stop, pick up the movie wherever
As Islam around the globe marks the month-long fast of Ramadan in this strange time of pandemic – no gathering for prayers in the mosque,

Acts 17:1-9 Jeff & Karen “To the King!”“To the restoration!” David and Karen Mains first penned this refrain in the Tales of the Kingdom trilogy.

It was one of those mysterious, sudden impulses that came on me like a message from aliens: you must do crossword puzzles. It hit me

I didn’t know her well, just enough to tip my hat maybe, if I’d ever worn one. Probably said “hi” is all. She lived on
My 14 year-old son sat at a card table in the new makeshift office in my bedroom, complaining about a physics lesson on potential versus
Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. She would have been 77, and you would have known it was her birthday because she would have told you–probably
I flatter myself and say that someday historians will note when The Twelve stopped being All-COVID-19-All-the-Time as an important landmark in the history of the

Our recent unprecedented misuse of the word “unprecedented” finally got to me. I am both a word geek and history freak, and although our stay-at-home
The function of prayer is not to influence God, but rather to change the nature of the one who prays. These words are attributed to
Should I really go for a walk today? Haven’t most of us been told to stay home? And, truth be told, I like to stay
Sometime very soon the Supreme Court will decide whether the Trump Administration has the right to terminate the DACA program that began during the Obama
Just going to brag about my congregation for a minute. It was my birthday on Sunday. I, like many whose birthday falls during this quarantine
I recently read a tweet which suggested that maybe some of us need to step aside and refrain from commenting on the coronavirus situation if
We have all noted at some point the similarities between laughing and crying. Despite representing opposites poles on the emotional spectrum, the manifestation of each
Lisa was one of our favorite babysitters. Her family lived in our neighborhood and Lisa included us in the neighborhood goings-on. We loved that about
Acts 1:1-14 “Strike” is the most bittersweet experience of any theatrical production. After the final bow, when the echoes of applause still linger in the
“All right, everybody. Can you hear me OK?” The Matriarch of all Elephants calls the Zoom meeting to order. “Blurb blurb blurby blurb blurb.” “Dolphin,
When Sven Johnson, his wife and two children, left their native Norway, they spent the next eight weeks crossing the choleric Atlantic in a sailboat.
In this time of COVID-19, things I once took for granted, like dropping in for tea at a friend’s house, having people over, and stopping
I admit it: after all these days at home on my own, I’m growing tired of words. Maybe not “words,” exactly, and certainly not books.
When I was growing up, Easter moved me the least of all the holy days in the church year. I am not sure why this
“T’was grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved.” – Amazing Grace (verse 2) Like so many preachers this Easter, I
Vinnie, short for Vincent, is my six-year old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel whose sense of smell serves him well in life — aiding him in
In 1945, in Germany, during the jostling of US Army units across the Rhine, two GIs chanced to meet. My dad, in the 12th Army
Today is the day when the cheap grace of triumphalism is shown to be a fraud. Today is the day when those who use the
John 13:3-5: Jesus knew that the Father had put all things under his power, and that he had come from God and was returning to
I ’m reading the novel The Plague by Albert Camus at the moment. It’s set in French-Algerian Oran, and follows Dr. Bernard Rieux as he
What many Christians are going to miss most about Easter Sunday in five days are precisely the things the actual Gospels mostly also are missing.
Jesus said at his crucifixion, “For if they do this when the wood is green, what will happen when it is dry?” (Luke 23:31). I
Revelation 21:1-22:7 We were on vacation and had been traveling for almost three weeks. Everyone—I, my wife, and my three young daughters—was tired. We were
Please welcome Kyle Meyaard-Schaap, who has graciously offered to guest-post for me today. Thanks, Kyle! – Debra Rienstra I’ve been thinking a lot lately about
My granddaughter was, back then, just a little girl, third grade maybe, but one Sunday morning, I remember, she was already starting to wax nostalgic.
She wrote to me exasperated, looking for some clarity.* It was two weeks ago or so, and her church staff was in a panic about
So, March was 749 days long. I’m not sure if I’m ready for the month billed by T.S. Eliot as “the cruelest.” The picture painted
Be still, and know that I am God. Psalm 46:10 As an ADHD sufferer, I confess that this verse has always given me the heebie

In the moments I’m not self-righteously clucking “tsk, tsk,” at the toilet-paper-hoarding masses, I’m doing mental math estimating how long our supply might last. We’re
John 1:1-18 Every May I teach a Hope College course called Ecological Theology and Ethics. It runs for three weeks, with the middle two weeks

I initially had grand plans of reading and writing about two excellent new books that are out this month on Christian nationalism, but then a
I write from a position of privilege. I’m at my desk, typing on a computer hooked up to the internet, the lifeline for many who
As I write this, my two teenagers are “zooming” their classmates and friends and working away at the assignments their teachers have given them during
Before my last semester of full-time college teaching was derailed by a virus, I had been teaching – for about the fortieth time – my
Some years back, before we even had The Twelve yet I think, I wrote an article in Perspectives on a strangely powerful benediction that Neal
Was the Lord Jesus immune? From illness? Was he invulnerable to sickness during the days that he walked with us upon the earth? When Our
Luke 15:11-32 The shame of it all. We were all shamed by the request Jacob made to his father. The entire household was embarrassed by
The media is constantly telling us that we are now in “the age of social distancing”—not the moment, not the time, not a few weeks,
Years ago, when I was revising a novel, Romey’s Place, I didn’t know how it should end. What I knew when I’d started the major revision
It’s Lent, and like everyone else, I’m wondering how much I should worry about COVID-19, aka the novel coronavirus. More than that, though, this season
Last Friday, I watched out my office window as children burst out of the doors of their school to board the buses for what my
“They were astonished that he was speaking with a woman, but no one said, ‘What do you want?’ or, ‘Why are you speaking with her?’
Today I unpacked my suitcase for a trip I didn’t take. I don’t much like unpacking after a great trip, but I’m usually happy to
Isaiah 54:1-10 and Zechariah 8:1-8 One cultural observer describes life today as “coping with the flux.” Our age is characterized as a time of ever accelerating change,
Almost a month ago my family flew out to visit my sister and her family in Seattle, Washington. It was a short trip of just
Our lives consist of an innumerable succession of moments, and most of them seem to pass unremembered into oblivion. We cannot remember in the evening

Perhaps you’ve heard the story about the woman who received a text message that said, “I am here for you.” Immediately, she wrote back saying
The rooster jolted me awake at 3:45am. I was on a tour group led by Marlin and Sally Vis, midway through a ten-day trek around
Today I will spend part of my afternoon teaching a class at the Handlon Correctional Facility near Ionia, Michigan. Handlon is home to Calvin University’s
Toshiko Sasaki worked as a clerk at the East Asia Tin Works factory. She made breakfast for her family, cleaned up, then proceeded to her
Genesis 3:1-4:16 The woman took her place in line with the others. Her hunched gait and wrinkled skin caught my eye as she made her
Ugh, the media. We complain about it, yet we’re addicted to it. We don’t trust it, yet we imbibe its nectars—and poisons. We all have
Someday, I’m going to put this one on canvas. I know–it’s no stunner, but I loved the image before I saw it through the screen
Private Hugh White stamped his feet and rubbed his hands together to warm them in the blistering cold of a March evening in Boston. Snow
In Four Quartets, T.S. Eliot observes that “midwinter spring is its own season.” What a perfect encapsulation of Michigan weather! I think about that line
“I wish you would tell my pastor that ‘the love of money is the root of all evil.’ Money is not the problem!” This woman

The last time I got into a fight fight, a physical fight with hitting and punching, was almost fifty years ago. I was in junior
Genesis 1:1-2:4 All of us have memories of home. When asked about home, we often talk about the house (or houses) we grew up in.
Lent started this week, a new liturgical season, and once again I’m reminded of my love of the church calendar. It provides a rhythm to
Lately, I’ve been reading the mystics. You know, Christians from a different time and place who speak of love as the highest knowledge, calling us
Years ago, I heard Henri Nouwen on an old recording tell the story of his path from teaching in the Ivy League to living in
I said, “Yes!” without really thinking about it. This group of young people had become my friends. We had worked together in the expansive greenhouses

A few weeks ago, I gave an overview of the ways that Christians wrestled with reforming American society. What is the best way to change

If you show up for worship on a Sunday morning at Trinity Reformed Church, the congregation I pastor, you better watch where you sit. Not
I am delighted to share with you this conversation with my friend and colleague Steven Bouma-Prediger in celebration of his new book, Earthkeeping and Character:
It’s still there. Maybe. I haven’t been out there for some time now, but as long as that abandoned place is circled by a substantial
We’ve all seen the stories and the videos on social media. The police officer who pulls someone over in a sketchy neighborhood, and then to
I started my First Year Composition course off a little differently this spring. Instead of plunging directly into all things thesis-driven, I decided to spend
So Little Women didn’t win the Oscar for Best Film. It’s only win was for costume design. I’m in no position to claim it should
It’s been another crazy few weeks in American politics. Crazy seems to be the new norm. Impeachment proceedings. An acquittal by senate republicans. A highly

During the summer the frantic pace of ministry slows down. We set aside most of our programming for a few months while the members of
I hate filing. I really do. Most likely this is because I feel I have no mastery over it. I really do not know whether
Recently, I had my students read about the spirituality of St. Francis of Assisi. Late in his life, while up on a mountain, he had

I didn’t think there would ever be a situation where I’d feel the need to come to Shia LaBeouf’s defense. But Sunday night gave me
When I had journeyed half our life’s way,I found myself within a shadowed forest,for I had lost the path that does not stray. Ah, it

Arthur Brooks and I overlapped one year in the same high school back in the early 1980s when Arthur’s father was a visiting professor for

Whether or not we are willing to admit it, we are all reformers in some way. Most of us spend a great deal of time

In the spring and summer of 2017, our congregation baptized eight infants into our church family. For a relatively small congregation, this was a baby
It’s time once again to welcome guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia, offering timely wisdom and incisively soothing commentary on modern romance. Dear Miss
Don’t know whether he actually carried the Good Book through the west in those early years. The story goes he took carried a copy of
For my sermon for the First Sunday of Advent I used an image that I got from my summer mornings at the lake. I wake
I work as an educator at a school associated with the Christian Reformed Church. I am also a regular reader of The Twelve. I’m writing
Football season is at last over, but imagine this scenario. Your team is ahead by a point or two. Your defense holds and the other

A few years ago I happened to be walking out of a jet bridge alongside the actor Michael Keaton. He was alone, caught for a

What we call the Christmas “closet” is really an attic room—located at the top of a steep set of stairs, with a sloping ceiling, and
January has trudged slowly onward, and now we tip toward the bleak mid-winter. Go ahead. Let yourself groan about it if you must. Very few
I loved The Two Popes. I know it’s fiction, based on conversations and individual statements, but it still left me hopeful. I’ve read Benedict’s work

Last week I presided over my sixteenth funeral since taking up post as pastor of Second CRC two and a half years ago. The fifteenth
Homemakers From the immense and undifferentiated space in the world, all of us claim our own. In one way or another, we raise four walls
Yesterday was one of those odd collisions of events that can nearly be disorienting. Starting Sunday afternoon and into Monday my social media feeds were
Historian and international relations theorist E.H. Carr famously defined history this way: “My first answer, therefore, to the question, What is History?, is that it
You’ve been exceeding gracious in reading (tolerating?) my reflections on what it means to do church, and be church, in an age when the usual

Over the years, during many a frigid January in Michigan, while dragging out of bed in the winter darkness to teach a three-hour-a-day interim course

Once a month I get to tell a Bible story to the little ones in our church while the adults are in the worship service.

I had a professor in seminary who was the first to reveal to me that sanitized picture of Martin Luther King that we have created
When my dear friend and frequent collaborator Jane Zwart recommends something, I listen. Particularly when it comes to poetry–because, as an accomplished poet herself, she
I’d never heard the phrase before — “Crabs in a bucket.” Robert Leonard, affectionately known around here as “Dr. Bob,” used it to describe these
It’s not every Sunday that a journalist from the New York Times visits your church. At least not the church I serve, tucked away in
It was a mixed shopping bag this week for Brian Cornell, chairman and CEO of Minneapolis-based retail giant Target. After stock prices had surged this
I was fortunate enough to spend a week at home over Christmas, which meant I also had the chance to raid my dad’s excellent collection
Iowa is a great place to be during an election year. Yes, the rest of the nation pisses and moans about Iowa getting to go

Monday night I finally got around to watching The Two Popes on Netflix. Directed by Fernando Mereilles, the film centers around Pope Benedict’s surprising resignation

A few nights ago, I sat down into the worn blue chair crammed into the corner of my sons’ bedroom, and opened the book. The

Near as I can tell, there has not been a lot of engagement here on The Twelve with one of the biggest religious news stories
Nearly every summer since 1983, my extended family has rented summer cabins on Pine Lake near Wellston, Michigan. The cabins are what is left of
“You live life looking forward, you understand life looking backward.” ~ Soren Kierkegaard For a few of you, perhaps, the byline you just passed may
“A journey to the underworld is an epic convention,” I tell my world literature students on day two of class. Throughout the semester, we puzzle
In another day and another time, the buildings crowded on the block made all kinds of sense. The school’s own precious history makes clear that
We keep having the same conversation while we are adventuring around the country. It’s about technology and our kids. My sons both have (extremely old)
In the summer of 2016, I took an inelegant tumble down a flight of stairs and broke my foot. Badly. So badly, in fact, that
Early on an August morning, I left our cottage in the dark to go see Peter. I drove up past Mountain Grove to get on

The stories of the wittiest are probably false. Oscar Wilde allegedly said, “Either this wallpaper goes or I do,” but those present reported nothing and

It was a Saturday, around Christmas time, years ago, and my three-year-old daughter Amy and I are in the car picking up our pizza order.
A few months ago I was coaching a pastor who is also an artist. We meet once a month to work on her goals. My

I’ve been thinking a lot about happiness recently. And how to get more of it. In early December I had one of the crummiest weeks
January 1 arrives like a gift. It is no ordinary day, as January 1 beckons forth a whole year’s worth of new days. January 1
2019 was a great year here at The Twelve–thanks for reading, commenting, engaging, supporting, and caring! Here are the top five most read posts of
For some years now I have taken the two or so hours it requires to read the entire end-of-year edition of the New York Times
2019 draws to a close. Thank you for your collegiality and support this past year. The Twelve is here for you, day after day. Before
One of my favorite sounds in the world is the deep laughter of children. A few nights ago, while reading a bedtime story, my two-year-old
Matthew 2:13-23 Silly things are said about the meaning of Christmas. I recall someone on NBC news saying, “Christmas is all about children’s bright, shining
Thanks to Grading Procrastination Syndrome (GPS), my husband succumbed last week to Ancestry.com’s free trial offer. It turns out that finding one’s ancestors is a
He wasn’t exactly a kid. There were kids galore on both sides–18-year-olds just out of high school and scores of 17-year-olds who quit school years
This was a strange, lonely Christmas for our family. We’ve been traveling for a little more than four months now — and we’re far enough
This Advent, I was delighted when my assignment as the “big group” storyteller at Sunday School was the Annunciation. It’s long been a favorite—indeed, it’s
This story doesn’t have a beginning. I lost it. Maybe you can help me find it. I thought it began at the post office, a
When I step off the bus, I’m immediately greeted by the distinct smell of a crush of humanity–30,000 homeless people crammed into six square blocks

In some Christian communities it is important that you know the day when you received Jesus into your heart as your personal Savior. Speaking personally,
Call me crazy, but when I think of Advent I sometimes think about integrity. Sure, I also think about warm candles lit against the cold,
Star Wars has always been about family. From the very beginning Luke wondered about his father as he pushed against the domesticated life of his
I was out of town on the day that my Grandma Gillespie died. As soon as I returned, I went to the funeral home and
I love having talented friends. Several weeks ago, my friend Bruce, who leads an artists’ collective I appreciate, told me they were publishing a book
In Anne Tyler’s 2004 novel, The Amateur Marriage, we witness a sad series of events. The book’s main characters are Michael and Pauline, a pair
I regularly meet with prospective college students and always end up asking the same question. “Out of curiosity, how do you decide where to attend

From Mary Ladd Gavell’s “The Rotifer” As the lab instructor gives each of us a glass slide with a drop of pond water on it,

The church has waited longHer absent Lord to see. Absence is the issue. You’ve been absent for a long time, and we’ve been waiting and

The first one was twelve feet wide, still quite a production because Jesus, Mary, and the babe were mud-sculptured, then baked, then painstakingly painted. Back
“Being really in love with someone is sort of like seeing them the way they ought to be seen,” Robinson says. “And the fact that
“Oh, tidings of comfort and joy” goes the old Christmas carol. An interesting pairing of words. Joy–sure. That seems obvious: I’ve just had two staff
Not that long ago, I didn’t know the word meme. Then, if I recall correctly, when I first encountered it, I didn’t know how to

One day when my daughter was about three, I came home, sat on the couch, opened the afternoon newspaper, and buried myself inside its pages.

The number of moves in the game of chess is practically limitless. While almost nothing looks more orderly than chess pieces before a match starts,
At least once every year, my Grandma Gillespie would pack my sister, two brothers, and me into her green 52 Chevy and drive us past
Lately, it’s easy to get caught up in either anxiety or rage. The speed of cultural change, and the inevitable backlash, leads to a permanent
“Blessed are the grateful” was a phrase that was used in the church I visited this week, and it made me think of this blog.

“Hey, Grandpa. How do you get people to give money to something?” I’m sitting with my husband’s 101-year-old grandfather at Thanksgiving. I’ve been trying for
Over the last week, I’ve been at various events around Grand Rapids and Holland and have had the odd, but very delightful, experience of people
I’m a pretty regular blood donor. At a recent donation, I ran into an acquaintance. Not really a friend, but a good guy–genial, jaunty, exuberant.
The sabbatical of my colleague Lyle Bierma this Fall presented me the chance to teach the half-semester “Christian Reformed Church History” class for the first
In twentieth century America, hospitality began to regain some cultural footing. Dorothy Day and Peter Maurin founded the Catholic Worker movement in the 1930s and
I’m almost finished with the new book by my friend and fellow blogger Jeff Munroe, Reading Buechner: Exploring the Work of a Master Memoirist, Novelist,

I love Advent. I love the stillness and longing, the waiting and yearning that stir in the songs and in the liturgy of the season.
This story is true, but I have changed some details to protect identities, because revealing identities goes against the spirit of the story. A while
Poor Elijah. He’s had quite a week. One minute he’s staging a spectacular god-smackdown on Mt. Carmel, calling down fire from heaven, condemning idolatry, slaughtering
As I travel around the area talking about immigration reform, a common response is the fear the church will become too “political”. I get it—we’re
It was my idea to bring in an expert. For a couple of years in the 90s, I was chair of a board that ran

Thanksgiving in November still feels a bit foreign to me. In the “true north, strong and free” Thanksgiving is celebrated in early October, free of
For most of his life, my grandfather managed an apple orchard. We called it Grandpa’s Orchard, though technically the 200 acres of apples (plus 50-some
The group Three Dog Night had it right: “One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do.” They may also have been onto something in
It’s always lovely when life kinda follows a biblical sort of narrative. And I probably tell more stories that end up with love and joy
Over the phone she said there were some specific things she wanted to talk about when I visited. I wasn’t surprised. Another member, who interacted
Maybe it’s because it’s a cool word: refugia. Re-FU-jee-a. As soon as I mention it, unfailingly, people seem intrigued. When I explain what it means,
What do we know about her? She was just a kid really, no more than two years old, but she was cutting edge, a propeller-driven
It’s really hard to concentrate on anything except these impeachment hearings, but I’ll offer this bit of good news: apparently following Scripture is not a
My doctors have told me that I can help myself in my fight against lymphatic cancer by eliminating sugar from my diet, eating more fruits
“Why stop at three?” This was the question a Jewish religious scholar raised about a set of essays on the Trinity. It’s been many years
The same night he got up and took his two wives, his two maids, and his eleven children, and crossed the ford of the Jabbok.
Mary and I were up and out of the house early that cold fall Saturday morning. It was the determined date to gather with some
A few weeks ago, the New Yorker ran a piece on evangelicals and the Democratic Party. I read just about everything I can get my
As I rounded a curve on a walk at Lake Red Rock, I saw people gathered on the trail. They were looking into the woods

“Not knowing where you’re going isn’t an excuse not to write.” Pardon the triple negative. In my defense, it’s not mine. It belongs to Isaac
Today is World Kindness Day. As I’ve been preparing to write this final blog before taking a year’s break to focus on my doctoral work,
My wife and I were still newlyweds when the Berlin Wall came tumbling down on November 9, 1989. I remember sitting in the living room
Hospitality has a rich history, though the practice of hospitality by God’s people was supposed to differ from the dominant cultural norms of the day.
The strike was called for the Friday just before we observed Storm Sunday this year. First Reformed Church of Schenectady, has been following the Season
“Lumberjack songs? Seriously?” “Just listen. You’ll see.” “Fine.” We were road-tripping out to the lake, and my spouse wanted me to listen to an album
It’s purple. Well these days, some twenty hot years of Dakota sun later, St. Charles Church looks a bit pink; but originally it was purple.
We talk a good deal about vocation at Calvin University. It’s a big part of our first-year programing. We have a four-year innovative program called
You may wish to read my earlier post, God is/is not Conservative It’s only fairly recently that “liberal” became a bad word in the United

Memory is such a trickster. I came across a lost document while helping my dad and stepmom clean out their condo recently, notes from Monday,
Last Sunday we held a memorial service for my mom, Priscilla Ann Carlson. She died at home with my dad by her side in mid-October
It was the day of the presidential election, November 8, 2016. I had been asked to preach in chapel at the Bast Preaching Festival at
My most vivid memories of childhood involve Halloween. My brother and I would join our cousins walking the neighborhood to get as much candy as
We’re eight years old today! The Twelve first appeared on October 31, 2011. It was no coincidence we appeared on Reformation Day, the day Luther

Tuesday. Lorelle and I, having decided that at twenty-eight we are much too old to stand for an entire concert with all the merely twenty-seven-year-old-General-Admissioners,
Reading The Magician’s Nephew last in The Chronicles of Narnia (just after The Last Battle) is a little like reading the book of Genesis last
Just a couple weeks ago, on the evening of Yom Kippur, I took my usual seat at the Synagogue. I haven’t missed the Kol Nidre
In the past few decades, professional historians have been in decline in the United States. Historians, professional organizations, and even non-historians have spent a great
The other day I overheard my husband, Tony, practicing listening prayer with our three-year-old daughters. I was walking up the stairs when I heard their
The Long Winter, Laura Ingalls WilderThe Ingalls family struggles to keep their leaky, makeshift house dry through months of heavy rains and extreme flooding. Along
One of the cement plates standing in the park holds an image of the house she lived in here in Earlville, a little white house
This post was originally published on this blog in September 2016. I kept thinking about it as I clicked more and more links about the
Sometimes it seems like everything you watch is a variation on a theme; maybe it’s just a season where something stands out more than others.
Conservative. It’s such a loaded term these days. Every blog. Every sermon. Every prayer. Every comment. Every word is run through the conservative-liberal detecto-meter. We
Every couple months I try to gather my parishioners who are residents in our local retirement home for a time of fellowship. There’s no agenda
As a pastor, I have a front row seat for communion. We practice intinction at our church, which means that each congregant tears a piece
I do things with my whole heart, and I can’t even help it. It really doesn’t matter what I’m doing; I am most often fully

Fact. I love Survivor. As a kid I went to my neighbor’s house on Wednesday nights (during summer of course, when there was no church
Brother Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell’s recent post on The Twelve, Slouching Toward Augustine, ignited some cognitive dissonance for me. (And cognitive dissonance is good, as Steve reminded
I decided to try to learn Spanish recently. In high school and college I learned German and became a German Major at Calvin, attaining a
The curmudgeonly journalist H.L. Mencken pronounced Puritanism as the haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy. In popular culture, the Puritans are generally considered
For my three-year-old daughter, Hazel, there is no place like a bathroom for theological conversation. Feet dangling off the edge of the toilet, she ponders
“You can’t get there from within the system.” – Peter Enns Last weekend, my spouse and I attended the Evolving Faith Conference in Denver. We
Religious visions were everywhere in the years preceding the Civil War. Boom towns out west here may have been hell holes for a time, but
There are trees in the Olympic Peninsula whose roots are suspended in the air — like the tree is standing on its tippy-toes. Some of
Tomorrow, October 10, is World Mental Health Day. The initiative, sponsored by the World Health Organization, encourages folks to take “40 seconds of action” to
“We worshipped Jesus instead of following him on his same path. We made Jesus into a mere religion instead of a journey toward union with

Makoto Fujimura operates on a different plane than I do. His art is exhibited worldwide, best-selling author David Brooks refers to him as “my friend”
I complain about my children most days. They are fabulous little human beings, but there are just so many of them. I have a five-year-old,
As a historian of American religion, I’ve always been fascinated by the ways religion has changed over time–how it’s shaped society and been shaped by
I’m in the stage of life when watching movies is difficult. It’s not just finding a block of uninterrupted time that’s long enough, it’s that
As regular readers of my Twelve contributions know, I read to my daughters every night from the diaries I kept when I was their age.
We are in quite a moment in the United States (though the world is looking on curiously and even anxiously). The launching of an impeachment
After World War II, colleges were full of GIs securing the benefits of the 1944 Servicemen’s Readjustment Act (the “GI Bill”). Benjamin Samuel Bloom, a
Author’s note: this is the last in a series of reflections written as letters to my mom (but you can insert your name here, too),
“It’s disturbing to recognize that in the Noah story, God does the same sort of thing that the Babylonian gods do in their flood story.”
Out in the middle of nowhere, the old white frame building is all that remains of a heart-felt dream that, as an answer to prayer,
My kids caught an obscene number of tadpoles this week. The fattest tadpoles I have ever seen. They look like little green egg yolks —
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
Evangelical Christians have been strong supporters of President Trump. The reason is clear: Trump gives them things they want, most importantly, conservative Supreme Court justices.
The cabin of the plane is quiet except for the low, steady hum of the engines. It’s mostly dark, a few reading lights scattered here
Author’s note: this is the third in a series of reflections written as letters to my mom, but you can insert your name here, too.
“Be more specific,” I used to tell my writing students. “Don’t say cereal when you could say Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Don’t say your character walked
Once upon a time I lived in the country of Chile for six months. It was quite a long time ago, during my junior year

I want to take back the Song of Songs. I want to take it back from its designation as “Wedding material.” I want to take
This past Saturday morning, I attended a workshop at The Colossian Forum’s annual conference. The workshop was titled Beyond Good Intentions: The Practices of Calm
The recent movie Yesterday is mostly a light-hearted romantic comedy with a divertingly fun premise. Although the movie (wisely) never tries to explain it, the
I was surprised to discover how many books and blogs are devoted to the practice of decluttering. A simple search of the word “decluttering” yielded
Author’s note: this is the second in a series of reflections written as letters to my mom, but you can insert your name here, too.
“Is this the end of the world?”“It usually is.” That zinger appears near the conclusion of the kooky and wonderful Post-Rapture Radio, Russell Rathbun’s 2008
It’s not a particularly good picture, but it’ll have to do. That’s our house up at the top, maybe fifty yards or so away from
In Canada, I noticed that when I said “thank you” to someone, they most often responded by saying, “No worries.” I love this. It’s because
Last week, Diet Eman—whose incredible time in World War II as a member of the Dutch Resistance included rescuing Jews, gathering intelligence, and surviving stints
Anticipation has been growing. The excitement is almost palpable. Yes, it is true. Back despite absolutely no popular demand, for the fourth time, here is

Quentin Tarantino’s film Once Upon a Time . . . In Hollywood debuted toward the end of summer. It is star-packed with Leonardo DeCaprio, Brad
Author’s note: this is the first in a series of reflections written as letters to my mom, but you can insert your name here, too.
Recently, I read Lyz Lenz’s new book, God Land: A Story of Faith, Loss, and Renewal in Middle America. The book is an examination of
Recently, I invited students to consider what it means to say God speaks through paper and ink. That somehow this book, with different authors and
Bear with me for a moment. I’m going to equate the soul to my cat. Perhaps a little context first. I’m preparing to lead my
Have you ever felt forgotten? My dad likes to tell a rather memorable story from when he was a small child. One Easter Sunday, when
In politics near as I can tell there has been a long philosophical divide on questions related to the role and the size of government.
It was in a small, stuffy room in the sub-basement of the Golden Walls Hotel, just across the road from the old city of Jerusalem.
Read: Philippians 3:1-11 I regard everything as loss because of the surpassing value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8 I just read Debra
For all you college students out there, it’s time to gird up your binders and get ready for a parade of professors thrusting their course
I don’t know how exactly–or who–told me I had to read Beloved. I do remember having a single copy of three Toni Morrison novels–one of them
For my kids, the highlight of our National Parks experience so far has been the 45-minute educational talk that happens each night in our campground.
This morning I met with a large group of my university’s incoming first year students for an orientation session; tomorrow (as you are reading this),
This summer we’ve been preaching on food, meals, and banquets in the Bible. What comes to your mind? What stories and passages would you include?
I’ve been preaching now for nearly twenty years. That’s in three congregations, the last two of which have multiple Sunday morning services. You tally it
Read: Psalm 19 But strive first for the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
I’m planting seeds. I know it isn’t technically the right time of year for it, but I can’t help it. There is just something that
This past week the U.S. Justice Department instituted new rules pertaining to the detention of children and families at the southern border. The ruling changes
As a high school junior, I read an eccentric text with unexpected results. I’ve always had a taste for the macabre in history, literature, and
I had to learn how to enjoy rollercoasters. I was a cautious kid, not one to take risks, and it wasn’t until high school that
Recently my denomination of the Christian Reformed Church in North America issued a statement following the mass shootings in El Paso and Dayton. It has
Between 2015 and 2016, Sam Wineburg and his team tested students in twelve states and studied 7,804 responses. The team specifically analyzed online civic reasoning,
Read: Joshua 4:1-9 When your children ask in time to come, ‘What do those stones mean to you?’ then you shall tell them that the
I’ve been working this summer on a podcast based on the idea of “refugia.” I wrote about this idea here at The Reformed Journal blog
This morning there was a frog in my shower. I was at a campground in Northern Michigan, and the little green guy was all huddled
Last week was Wendell Berry’s 85th birthday, so it seems like the right moment to feature a couple of poems from his large output. Berry
“What do you think should be done about illegal immigrants? I honestly don’t have an answer.” A good friend asked me this after my Facebook

Yuck factor warning: what follows will address bodily functions. Our bodies, and the functions of our bodies, are often sources of shame and embarrassment. Ever
Read: Matthew 12:1-8 At that time Jesus went through the grainfields on the sabbath; his disciples were hungry and they began to pluck heads of
Today I will go pick up my daughter from her first-ever week at overnight summer camp. I feel eager and expectant. I can’t wait to
Last weekend my family attended the Hinterland Music Festival. It takes place in St. Charles, Iowa—a small town just off I-35 about 20 minutes south
It’s August that really should be named January, after the two-faced god. The month can come on like a blast-furnace, scorching everything dry, but all
Before we kids left home, I remember spring and summer evenings as hours filled with checking on the garden, watching storms gather, sweeping the kitchen
I thought she was dead. Then I read an article in the New York Times a few weeks ago that she had planned a gala
The absence of space startled me. The longer I stood there, the more I was struck by the weightiness of that lack of space. Next,
Read: Deuteronomy 5:12-15 But the seventh day is a sabbath to the LORD your God; you shall not do any work—you, or your son or
Debra Rienstra is away today. Please welcome our guest writer, Katerina Parsons, from our sister blog, the post calvin. Katerina graduated from Calvin College in
Hattie says that just before her mother got married, she’d left the farm to start working in a grocery in Springfield, SD, where some young
There’s an old book by Henry Zylstra, Testament of Vision, that contains a assertion that I come back to again and again: literature should give
One of the things I look forward to with summer is some extra space to indulge in a little binge-watching on Netflix. I’m not much
Read: Genesis 2:1-3 So God blessed the seventh day and hallowed it, because on it God rested from all the work that he had done
The ad appeared in the Pella Town Crier on Wednesday, May 8, 2019, publicizing the premiere of a documentary entitled “Fire and Brimstone,” at a
All the talk last week about the 50th anniversary of the first moon landing made me wonder what other semi-centennials we are marking this year.
When it comes to “what to say” and “what not to say” to someone who is grieving, I have come to learn that prepositions matter.
An ongoing conversation I have a friend who successfully manages his own stock portfolio and is constantly encouraging me to do the same. He has
If God incarnated himself in man, died and rose from the dead, All human endeavors deserve attention Only to the degree that they depend on
Read: Exodus 31:12-18 The LORD said to Moses: You yourself are to speak to the Israelites: You shall keep my sabbaths, for this is a
I realize we’re planning way ahead here, but if you happen to be in charge of an Easter Vigil service next spring, you should definitely
Let me tell you a story: Fifteen years ago, I was in line at a grocery store, behind two Hispanic men checking out. The clerk—a
Arizona, 2015 I lower myself down onto the dusty ground in the shade of a withering tree. Surrounded by nothing but rocks, shrubs, and long
Many of you are doubtlessly familiar with Mary Oliver’s “The Summer’s Day”–with its moving invitation to attentiveness and to relishing one’s “one wild and precious
“Hey, could you help me put together some key verses about women in leadership in the church, and maybe too, how to answer some of

In the fall of 1977, Linda Ronstadt came to Michigan State University. In those innocent days, concert tickets were sold at the box office. I
Read: Luke 4:16-22 When [Jesus] came to Nazareth… he went to the synagogue on the Sabbath day, as was his custom. When I was a
It is Saturday morning, and we’re pushing toward mid-July. Are you up early like me, trying to seek out a moment of quiet before the
Sitting at St. Paul Catholic Church in Marty, South Dakota, we (fifty young people and their youth leaders) listened as Sr. Miriam spoke about her
A couple posts ago I reflected on the possibilities of a progressive civil religion. Last time, on key moments in the religious life of Franklin
I will always remember the first birthday card my new mother-in-law gave to me as her daughter-in-law. I don’t remember the card itself, or the

I did have an Apple. It was an Apple IIgs computer. Had a color monitor and everything and at 256 kb of embedded memory, it
It wasn’t a surprise. After all, simple math shows anyone who remembered the years of World War II would be well into their nineties. Albert
Four Lessons From The Story of Naaman The Faithful and The Unfaithful Gehazi was the servant of Elisha. He had seen Elisha do incredible deeds
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Could be an early 20th century shot from a lot of places on the map. There’s a hill up the street, but the place looks
Today, my family and I will attend the world’s most charming 4th of July parade, an 80-year tradition which happens less than a mile from
I may have moved to a condo in recent years, but I still have a wonderful little hanging pot of tomatoes on my back deck.
If you’re of a certain age, (or possibly any age?) you can’t hear the story of Zacchaeus without breaking into song. Zacchaeus was a wee
I watch through the large window as he slowly passes by the front of the coffee shop, cane in hand, head bobbing up and down
Four Lessons from the Story of Naaman The Faithful and the Unfaithful Naaman, the great general of Aram, was on a quest to have his
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Ever notice how some in the Christian community pride themselves on not being political? They let it be known they don’t care about the debates,
The book I recently completed on the religion of Franklin Roosevelt is coming out soon, and the publisher wants some blog posts to promote it.
This Sunday afternoon, I will be officiating the wedding of a young woman in my congregation. Given that she is a philosopher and a linguist,
Regular readers of The Twelve, and particularly those who are familiar with my past postings, know two things: I have grave and abiding concerns about
I love watching World Cup Soccer. This summer, I have had the pleasure of watching elite women’s teams battle it out on an international stage.
In honor of the official beginning of summer, I shall relate some maritime history of the Great Lakes. I knew almost nothing about maritime history
In honor of the official beginning of summer, I shall relate some maritime history of the Great Lakes. I knew almost nothing about maritime history
In honor of the official beginning of summer, I shall relate some maritime history of the Great Lakes. I knew almost nothing about maritime history
After just about forty years of teaching students from all over the continent, I came to believe, grudgingly, that no geographic group adored their “homeland”
My dog hates the rain. If I open the back door to let her out, when she clearly has to go, she’ll stand there and
I had the delight this past semester to teach a “gen ed” global literature class that I nicknamed “Epic Journeys.” That means we read lots
Sitting at my seminary desk and reviewing the material for an upcoming lecture, I heard my cell phone buzzing and put it to my ear:

Alone, all aloneNobody, but nobodyCan make it out here alone.– Maya Angelou Hey you, out there in the coldGetting lonely, getting oldCan you feel me?–
Four Lessons From The Story of Naaman The Faithful and The Unfaithful Naaman was a General from the land of Aram, now part of modern-day
A little over a month ago, Rachel Held Evans passed away after a brief illness. After her death, there was an outpouring of grief from
For two weeks at the end of May six students and I walked the path of St. Francis from Assisi to Rome. Our guide, Alessandro,
It was an unusual Easter sermon, to say the least. At least unusual for this well-trained CRC boy. We were worshiping at Christ Church in
Note: If a film in which two socially awkward men make up paddleball games, do jigsaw puzzles, watch kung-fu movies, and face a terminal diagnosis,
The megachurch phenomenon is fraught with challenges and questions. Increasingly we are also seeing not just one huge congregation that worships in a single cavernous
Yesterday was Pentecost, meaning that this coming Sunday is known as Trinity Sunday. I used to make fun of Trinity Sunday. Exactly what event are
For most of my life I was a Baptist; specifically a Missionary Baptist in the African American tradition of what that means. In that tradition,
Good news, bad news. The good news is that tomorrow is Pentecost, so we get to sing Spirit-centric songs and think about exciting things like
Good news, bad news. The good news is that tomorrow is Pentecost, so we get to sing Spirit-centric songs and think about exciting things like
Good news, bad news. The good news is that tomorrow is Pentecost, so we get to sing Spirit-centric songs and think about exciting things like
I didn’t know him–couldn’t have. He was killed four years before I was born. For years I wouldn’t have known his story any more fully
“We are the same person,” is the thing I find myself saying when I feel a particular affinity to someone. The other day my friend
Last week I was gifted the library of a local, retired pastor. Rather than donate the books to a bookstore, he wanted them to go
Several months ago, during Epiphany and Lent, I invited members of my congregation to join me in memorizing Jesus’s Sermon on the Mount (Matthew 5-7).
“Chineke! I thank you for this new morning! I thank you for the sun that rises…Chineke! I have killed no one, I have no one’s
Sometimes I tell people that if I ever became a pastor (or in the nomenclature of the denomination I grew up in: preacher), I’d get
The adult discussion group at church was talking about “Faith and Creation Care.” As expected, the creation stories of Genesis and some of the robust
Temple of Apollo, Corinth, with temple of Aphrodite on the acropolis behind. Thanks to Laura de Jong for filling in for me last time. I
A number of months ago, I wrote a reflection on being written into the story, inspired by Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee’s dialogue in J.R.R.
Perhaps it went largely unnoticed as Americans this past weekend were gearing up for a holiday weekend. Still, something rather remarkable happened. North Korea test
I love a good museum. Public history and historical memory are avenues of historical research that I enjoy exploring. Doing research in the archives is
“One day, when we had a smooth sea, and moderate wind, two of my wearied countrymen, who were chained together (I was near them at
In This World of Wonders: Memoir of a Life in LearningNicholas WolterstorffEerdmans, 2019318 pages When vistas open up in life, extraordinary people awaken to them.
Last night I couldn’t help thinking of an old story told to me long, long ago by an organist–the organist, the very one who’d been asked
To the mother and the father of the 10-year old whose name we do not know, the child who died in border patrol’s custody in
I’ve grown to love what has become a bit of a tradition for me: to post prayers from my dear friend, Jane Zwart, every time
In an odd, little corner of the world that I sometimes inhabit, people are celebrating the four-hundredth anniversary of the close of the Synod of

When the Buildings and Grounds Superintendent signed up to read a poem, I knew we were onto something. We have a daily community gathering after
Some time during Judah’s exile in the 6th century BC, an anonymous Jewish psalmist wrote: “By the waters of Babylon, there we sat down and
Church planting sapped my energy to read, so when I came up for air in 2015, I resolved to catch up by reading 50 books
For the next two and a half weeks I’m taking six students on a Franciscan pilgrimage. We’ll be immersed in all things St. Francis, spending
I was talking to some of my congregants last week about what I would say in my quippy little blog biography. One of them suggested,
Recently, while scrolling through social media, I learned there are readers out there who purposely turn to the ending of a novel. They can’t wait
Next month at its annual meeting, the Synod of the Christian Reformed Church will receive an interim report from a study committee whose very name
From a collection of Puritan prayers: Resting on God O God Most High, Most Glorious,The thought of thine infinite serenity cheers me,For I am toiling
Risen Christ beyond time, Spirit spanning the ages, we come starving to your banquet. Surely, this diet of grace will reset our anxious systems. This
When Mount Saint Helens erupted in May of 1980, it lost 1,300 feet of elevation and gained a new mile-wide crater. The debris avalanche and
Job’s friends had his health in mind, but none of them, nor their arguments, could satisfy the emptiness in his soul. He’d lost everything, his
This week, an appeals court decided that Trump’s “Remain in Mexico” plan could continue. This is awful, harmful, and against our values. I get that
It’s Teacher Appreciation Week, so I’ve been thinking not only of the many extraordinary teachers I’ve had in my own life but about the very
The news that the shooter at the synagogue in Poway, California was a member of an Orthodox Presbyterian Church sent shock waves through the Christian
After only its second weekend at the box office, “Avengers: Endgame” has officially surpassed the $2 billion mark in global revenue, crushing the record for
May 5, 2019, Year C Third Sunday of Easter Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me? Acts 9:4 A Prayer for When We Are Saul Collide
I remember a pastor once telling me that children who have an attachment item — a blankie, a teddy, a snuggly — are more likely
Yesterday, the Washington Post had a story revealing the young man who opened fire at a synagogue in California is a member of the Orthodox Presbyterian
Last time I wrote about the centennial of the birth of my father. Today I’m reflecting on the death last month of one of my
Just a few days ago, I had to mow my lawn because I didn’t want it to reach “nuisance” height. This evening, I had to
A high school classmate of mine died last week. Now that my classmates and I have entered our mid-50s, the death of a peer, though
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,

To say the late I. John Hesselink was into books is akin to saying Mozart was into music. According to John’s widow Etta, there were
For those ready to greet this happy morn’, Christ is risen! For those with praise on the tips of their tongues, He is risen indeed.
(1) It was Saturday, March 9, right around noon when I received a text message from my husband with two beautiful photographs of trees, and
Every other spring I make college students view two films: 2001: A Space Odyssey and Interstellar. They tend to dislike the first and enjoy the
Yesterday was the 100th anniversary of my father’s birth: April 17, 1919. Centennials naturally call for reminiscence and reflection, and some of this, especially in
“Is this just going to keep happening?” my seven year old daughter asked. Her voice caught in her throat. Her eyes were tired from crying.
Originally published in 2105, here is Scott’s take for the Tuesday of Holy Week. Palm/Passion Sunday kicks off Holy Week every year but mostly we

You may have seen it, or you may be saving it to read later. The New York Times recently published an article about procrastination and
In my post on The Twelve last Sunday, I observed that although Jesus said, “the Son of Man came not to be served, but to
Dear Luke, Thank you for sending me your manuscript. I’ll try to respond honestly, as you requested. Those lyrical opening chapters: fantastic. Beautifully paced, full
Your great-grandpa wasn’t sure where he was Sunday, but, as you know, that’s not unusual. For some reason, he was expecting a trip to the
“The policy McAleenan would consider, according to the officials, is known as “binary choice” and would give migrant parents the option between being separated from
In talking with many of my church-raised students, I’ve often heard them complain about how they heard the same handful of Bible stories again and
“A good sermon should skate right up to the edge of heresy. Make your point to the extreme. You’ll have other sermons to pull in
“How much longer are you going to keep calling yourself an ‘evangelical?’” a friend recently asked me. “Don’t you think it’s time to give it
Jesus said, “the Son of Man came not to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.” But,
In my first year of mental health counselor training, she called me out. My supervisor – a wily veteran whose style was a mashup of
My last post—about books that fundamentally shaped us—brought out a nice range of responses, showing the different mentalities and life-stories operating out there among The
I’ve seen this meme pop up on Facebook a few times in the last bit and it’s gotten some good traction: “It’s not about how
The two aging gladiators met on a makeshift wooden platform outside the Rhea County Courthouse in Dayton, Tennessee. The most famous courtroom scene in American
If you had to pick the worst era to be a parent, what would it be? Keep in mind you have all of human history
Part of my work is to hear stories, to listen with students as they work to find passage through their lives. It is a great
English has always been a hungry language: it readily devours words from other languages and from inventive word-crafters, assimilating new words into its own rich,
“Why are they called Canada geese?” our third-grade grandson asked us last week. It seems no one really knows; after all, they show up in
I am fully aware that very soon the Bible and the Gospels will not be allowed to cross the border. All that will reach us
I was thinking about what I should write for this week’s blog when I came across a Lenten meditation by my friend and colleague, Chad
On a rather dreary and damp Sunday morning, I walked alone through the streets of Durham, England making my way to St. Nicholas’ Anglican Church

My son took a trip the other day to the Keweenaw Peninsula, atop Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, atop Michigan’s Lower Peninsula. A peninsula on a peninsula
I came home from a doctor last year hopping mad. We were making conversation about our lives briefly during the visit, and I mentioned that
In a follow-up to my last post, today we’re taking a deeper dive into the bad behavior of right-to-lifers. The story I told last month
Those who believe that Christianity is being co-opted by a leftist ideology tend to throw around the term “social gospel”. To bring the gospel into
Let’s talk about books again, only this time as a doorway into history—your own history, I mean. Which five books were most influential in forming
Although my voice sometimes catches in my throat during the funerals I officiate, I rarely shed tears. The tissue box at the pulpit is more
One of the more formative experiences of my life came when as a college student I was able to visit socialist East Germany some
Charles Eastman’s story, first published in 1916, explains growing up Sioux in Northern Minnesota and Canada. At the age of 15, Eastman attended a Christian
Prayer is difficult. Last winter, I began to pray differently. For years, I had been praying daily with the help of the Book of Common
“Does ‘image of God’ make us lazy?” I jotted this in my notebook earlier this week, between phrases like “hinge point in history” and “geophysical
We visited Stratford-upon-Avon, of course, toured Shakespeare’s house and watched the Royal Shakespeare Company perform Julius Caesar in the Royal Shakespearean Theater. I vaguely remember the grave
Twenty-two years ago on a sunny day in Indiana at First United Methodist Church, my daughter was baptized. It was a beautiful liturgy, where a
By happy providence, this week’s warm-up (I mean, who needs a coat when it’s all the way up to 42!) coincided with one of my
San Giuseppe. Saint Joseph. Mary’s husband. Jesus’s supposed father. The patron saint of fathers, carpenters, laborers, of Sicily and Canada. We Reformed folk have always
Wherever I go in RCA (Reformed Church in America) circles these days, I get this question: “How’s it going with the 2020 Vision Team?” Some
I remember the first time I fasted, and that memory has helped me learn how to fast again. I was a college student on a
“I’d like to chat with you about your sermon,” she said. We walked together to a quiet place and I sat down next to her,

More than once over the last few weeks I’ve been asked if I “believe the bible”. What they mean, I think, is whether I believe
My last post about the minister in film and fiction really sparked some interest. Thanks to everyone for your suggestions – we all have a
I. “Those who stutter win, in the painful pauses of their demonstration that speech isn’t entirely natural, a respectful attention, a tender alertness. Words are,

Last week at a colloquium I attended, a colleague of mine originally from Mexico was describing my seminary’s highly successful certificate program designed to provide

Although Frederick Douglass is speaking in the context of the antebellum era, when the abolition movement had gained momentum and the nation wrestled with what
The story of the Transfiguration in Luke 9 is one of the most puzzling stories in the Bible. Biblical commentators, in fact, tend to throw
Next time you encounter a college senior, you will inevitably be tempted to ask, “So what’s your major?” and “So what are you going to
Next time you encounter a college senior, you will inevitably be tempted to ask, “So what’s your major?” and “So what are you going to
Next time you encounter a college senior, you will inevitably be tempted to ask, “So what’s your major?” and “So what are you going to
Some heartfelt sympathy is in order for St. Boniface. After all, he lost his head to the Frisians when he decided to go back to
And again he said, “To what should I compare the kingdom of God? It is like yeast that a woman took and [hid] in with
It doesn’t seem right that Black History month is already ending. 28 days is not near long enough–so I’m going to suggest a practical way

What does a guy like me, who’s lived a very white life, and who’s not a historian have to offer to Black History Month? Not

It’s late February, which means the citizens of Michigan have descended into a seasonally-induced depression. Parents are depressed because school has been cancelled every other
Have you ever noticed the sheer stubborn tenacity with which people hang on to their beliefs and opinions – even in the face of overwhelming
In light of recent events, outcry, and misinformation surrounding New York’s Reproductive Health Act over the last month, I’ve been reflecting on an incident I
My spiritual formation students are reading The Thirst of God: Contemplating God’s love with Three Women Mystics by Wendy Farley. The book explores the life
Here’s an invitation to join in on a fun challenge—help design a new course. Fun for me, anyway. No, it’s not fun devising all the
A week and a half ago, our family adopted a puppy from the Kingston Humane Society. Nevada is a three month old Siberian Husky mix
If you have been involved in most any aspect of ministry in the church, then sooner or later you confront some tough realities. Probably pastors
The controversy surrounding Virginia Governor Ralph Northam’s 1984 year book photos has caused many to ask questions about blackface. Again. According to a recent headline
A decade or so ago it was all the rage, at least in the world I inhabit of theological education, to urge one another to
An interview with Lindsay Brainard & Keshav Singh Warning: extra-long bonus post, because: philosophy! After watching the first two episodes of The Good Place, I
An interview with Lindsay Brainard & Keshav Singh Warning: extra-long bonus post, because: philosophy! After watching the first two episodes of The Good Place, I
An interview with Lindsay Brainard & Keshav Singh Warning: extra-long bonus post, because: philosophy! After watching the first two episodes of The Good Place, I
By the time American troops got to Europe in 1917, African-Americans had an established, but not celebrated history in military service of our country. In
When I go to churches for my job (which is to educate congregations about immigration reform so they’re equipped to be advocates to change the
We’re just on the other side of the centennial commemorations of the “Great War” that have been taking place over the last several years–culminating in
“A good sermon should skate right up to the edge of heresy. Make your point to the extreme. You’ll have other sermons to pull in
Your word I have hidden in my heart, That I might not sin against You. Psalm 119:11 “Jeff, I’ve got an idea,” I pulled him
A colleague opened a meeting with a prayer, “God, we know that you reveal far more than we are able to receive or even notice.
When I started my first “official” pastoral role in the late 1990’s, I immediately hung a painting of Rembrandt’s Return of the Prodigal Son on
Yesterday, during a NW Iowa blizzard, a friend and I went out for a beer. Sitting in the warm glow of sports television we talked
Meeting at First Church I’ve entered an incarnated coma. Images have been frozen in place for 40 years: the biblical equivalent of a “long, long
In the third month after the Israelites left Egypt, they arrived at the Desert of Sinai and camped in front of the mountain. Before God
State of Our Union Tonight the President will deliver the delayed State of the Union speech to Congress. Its every word will be analyzed. Pundits
Why are women in civil rights typically so invisible? There is some debate over the extent to which women served as organizers or leaders during
A friend of mine says that Mary Oliver saved his life. Her vivid opening line in the poem, “The Journey” pierced him with an urgent
Morning, west window The sky feels oddly bright, considering the snow thickly falling in clustered flakes. The wind gusts, whirling flakes into powder, snowglobing my
“Sunday, October 15, we went to church. The wind was then blowing wildly, but this became worse further along in the day. When we got
One of the best names for God is “El Roi,” which was the name given to God by a vulnerable refugee named Hagar. El Roi,
I like to tell people that I’ve attended four different churches for my four years of college. • Freshman year was spend at Christ Church,
I met Paul Boardman over 30 years ago, when we were both seminarians. The son of Navigator missionaries to Japan, and an alum of Calvin

I heard Matt Bloom of the University of Notre Dame speak recently about research he is doing on well-being and thriving in ministry. Bloom has
When I was in elementary school, I spent one week of every summer at my Grandma Vinkenberg’s house. She would host my sister, cousin, and
Winter can feel like a mean season. Winter can feel especially mean if you are an international student from the tropics and the temperature drops
With unadulterated joy, I watched as a pass by Drew Brees fell into the arms of a defender. This was matched by the elation of
In one of the lesser-studied chapters of his renowned Democracy in America, Alexis de Tocqueville reflects on the “spirit” in which democratic nations such as
My father, the Rev. Dr. Jim Petersen, is a retired Christian Reformed Church minister who still has fire in his belly. He is a preacher
After a long hiatus of anything resembling Winter, here in Michigan we have been back in the deep freeze the last few days with a
To honor Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., it is fitting to read a portion of his speech, “The Other America,” presented April 14, 1967
When I left seminary, I made a pact with three of my classmates. Every year we will gather for retreat, reflection, and encouragement. Last May
Earlier this week, Gillette dropped a new advertisement called “We Believe: The Best Men Can Be.” Well, you would think they had dropped a match
A January thaw is what all of us look forward to out here, a breath of warmth that reopens our hope that someday soon April
My kids are not thrilled about this, but our family has taken up a weekend habit of going hiking with our puppy — which my
When I take the bus from my Project Neighborhood house to Calvin’s campus or vice versa, it takes me around an hour (as compared to
I would consider myself a Bruce Springsteen fan, not a devotee. Bruce and I were close back in the day. His Born to Run and
The first time I tried sushi was almost fifteen years ago when a parishioner named Bill Smith took me to his favorite Japanese restaurant. Bill
In third grade, I discovered the Chronicles of Narnia. The books have been inseparable from me ever since. As an adult, I still love reading
All of us are aware of the biblical phrase, “they will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks.” Some of us
I spent this afternoon on a train with a gazillion other people in the heart of Bangkok. My big body and beard made me seem
I haven’t gone to many academic conferences the last few years, having been out of the country, so it was good to return to the
Toward the end of “The Two Towers”, by J.R.R. Tolkien, Frodo and Sam, on their way to destroy the Ring, take a rest “in a
A couple of months ago at a conference I was privileged to hear former Archbishop of Canterbury Rowan Williams. The conference was aimed chiefly at
There’s nothing like moving to give you concrete evidence of how much stuff you own. We moved from a rental to our own home and
Give the king your justice, O God… May he defend the cause of the poor of the people, give deliverance to the needy, and crush
I couldn’t even watch one whole episode. The first season of the new Marie Kondo television series, Tidying Up with Marie Kondo, dropped on Netflix
I snapped this shot at the Somalia exhibit at St. Paul’s Minnesota History Center. I wanted a picture of the plow, that wooden contraption in
I’ve learned that New Year’s resolutions are not my jam. One year, probably when I was especially enjoying the drinks at the party, I declared
So the year begins. Resolutions aren’t really my thing as much as finding time to recommit to the things I know I should already be
Happy New Year! That probably makes it a bit late for resolutions. Honestly, I have mixed feelings about them anyway. The whole idea of New

Resolved is a curious word, etymologically related to solvent, and, of course, solution, as in resolution. The original meaning had to do with loosening, and that meaning is still easy to
Simeon sang one of my favorite Christmas songs. You may not think of Simeon’s Song—the Nunc Dimittis—as a chart-topping Christmas carol, but it’s become one
They stole like ravenous wolves into Canterbury Cathedral in the thickening dusk of December 29, 1170. Intent on bathing the sanctified space in blood, five
All of the lectionary readings for Advent were blatantly political. Maybe a better way to put it is they were all anti-establishment. Every text was
I hope I’m not abusing the right to re-run old material, but the gem below is more than worthy of the honor, especially during Christmastide.
I accompany our church choir, and for this year’s Christmas morning service we sang a choral version of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen”: God Rest
In the second year of the presidency of Donald Trump, while Mike Pence was vice-president and while Theresa May led England and Justin Trudeau led
When December rolls around, I enjoy opening the mailbox to find Christmas cards instead of the usual fliers and bills. In fact, I look forward
Mark Richard once wrote a poignant piece of first-person fiction in The New Yorker entitled “The Birds for Christmas.” In it, the narrator describes a
Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. —
The story goes that Michelangelo used to come by St. Peter’s Basilica at night to stand there before his sculpture, not because he was so
I clicked on an email link this week, not expecting that it would contain video of a house being torn down. It was the house
With the end of the semester–deep in final papers and exams, set about by seemingly a thousand demands–I needed the simplicity of this prayer. Perhaps
It’s worth a smile or two to realize how human it is, right now—a couple new inches of snow on the fields just outside my
“In our own lives, too, we all too often deny the grace we’ve been given in barren places…Sooner or later, we must learn to deal
Irish writer Colm Toibin once authored a controversial novella about the mother of Jesus called The Testament of Mary. Around the time of its release,
As I move though the season of Advent this year, my waiting and anticipation of the birth of Christ has had an eagerness to it
I’ll admit, I got duped into signing up for Audible a few months back. I always sign up for promotions and then forget to cancel.
It’s a bit daunting to follow up Heidi De Jonge here every two weeks. Heidi plumbs her personal and pastoral experience in a deep yet
On these days surrounding the second Sunday of Advent, I wear a chain around my neck. The chain holds the wedding band that used to
Two weeks ago I did a short blog here as part of our annual fundraiser (and thank you to all who chipped in!). In it
Not only did the Puritans not celebrate Thanksgiving, they firmly banned Christmas. (Spoiler alert: the Puritans did not celebrate Easter either.) The Puritans rejected Christmas
The first Advent calendar appeared in 1851, and featured a biblical-character-a-day to count Christian worshippers down to Christmas. It featured, among others, John the baptizer,

Today, guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia is back to offer a little sensible comfort and joy for those wearied by the weirdness of
Apparently, millions of evangelicals believe the Christian faith is greatly imperiled in America, more than it has ever, ever been. I don’t share their fears,
I ran out of time this week for crafting an acceptable blogpost, so instead I thought I’d point your attention to a few things that
You have probably seen the famous photo of a high school-aged Bill Clinton meeting President John F. Kennedy (I’ve included it, in case you haven’t).
Jesus is an apocalyptic figure. Christianity is an apocalyptic religion. Advent is an apocalyptic season. This is very hard. Apocalyptic means revealing, disclosure, unveiling. What
As a result of Western Theological Seminary’s massive building project, I am one of many people now happily ensconced in a new office with new
Around the corner from the church I serve in downtown Philadelphia sits City Hall. Its stately Second-Empire architecture looms over Penn Square, set at the very
One of my favorite things about the last two years has been a new tradition started with my best friend from back home in Iowa–our
I have a lot of friends who work for nonprofits. This meant that Tuesday was a day to brace for. Especially on Facebook, Giving Tuesday
Rebecca Koerselman’s post earlier this week about the “Competing Narratives” of American history struck a nerve with me. For decades I’ve been giving presentations for
Another chair story for you…don’t think Steve and I expected to have a theme. But the Spirit moves, so…. Yesterday, I lugged a chair from
In August of 2017, I cycled a six day leg of the Sea to Sea – a coast to coast ride, raising awareness and money
“My father sat on that chair every morning to put on his socks and shoes.” So said the elderly gentleman, a member of my congregation
When I was in seminary, I was very well aware of the magazine the Reformed Journal but had not yet heard much about its Reformed
What is the correct story of United States history? Historian Lendol Calder, in his article, “The Stories We Tell,” highlights the difficulties of choosing a

I might be mistaken, but I believe I am the only member of The Twelve who regularly asks people for money. I’ve learned asking isn’t
Today is Christ the King Sunday, that day at the end of the liturgical calendar when we celebrate Christ’s lordship over all of creation. I
A few years ago, when I was invited to be a regular writer for The Twelve, I was reluctant to say yes. Even though I
I took up “running” after age 50, mostly because I don’t like exercising. I wanted a way to work up a health-enhancing sweat in as
Christianity can falsely be made so severe that human nature must revolt against it in order to cast it or thrust it away. But Christianity
1981. Maybe 82. Right there somewhere before word processing shoved typewriters out the window and into obsolescence. Back then, I had a Sherman tank that
N. C. Wyeth, “Thanksgiving Banquet” Today being today, I’m posting a (slightly altered) piece previously published in the November 2005 issue of Perspectives magazine. Thanksgiving
This coming Sunday, I will be preaching the final sermon in a series on the book of Nehemiah. Chapter thirteen is a bit of a
[Note: For my post this week, I offer a slightly revised Thanksgiving Day meditation I gave some years back. It is based on Matthew 6:19-36
If it snows in November, is it because folks are decorating for Christmas? So I have been told. But I would have to live in
Every year during the third weekend in November, I attend a conference that attracts thousands of biblical and religious scholars from around the globe. This
It’s not an infrequent occurrence that my friends will reference a song from the 1990s or early 2000s and I have no idea what they’re
A Mormon monument stands out there in the middle of nowhere. You have to hunt to find it, search hard simply to get up
I am the gate. Whoever enters by me will be saved, and will come in and go out and find pasture. The thief comes only

Last night, my dear friend Jane Zwart was the host of Calvin’s Named Scholarship Dinner–a time when college donors gather with the students whose scholarships
I remember exactly where I was when I first heard the phrase. In a backyard Bible school. Yes, that was a thing for a while,
It’s been my practice over the years to take a moment in worship, on Veterans Day Weekend, to acknowledge our veterans and their families. This
According to Acts 8, the angel of the Lord told Philip to go to the road that leads from Jerusalem to Gaza. On his way,
Stir up, we beseech thee, O Lord, the wills of thy faithful people, that they plenteously bringing forth the fruit of good works, may of
This past week I took my son and daughter to see Gary Clark Jr., a blues guitarist from Austin Texas. The timing was fitting, it
Quo Vadis promo still, 1951 I’m on the road again and so have to write this the day before the midterm elections even though it
Election Day 2016 was a 27 hour day for me. I spent most of the day in the air and in airports. I was traveling
As the schedule would have it, election day in the U.S. coincides with my turn here on The Twelve. I spent a long while Monday
As I hear the partisan language connected to the midterm elections, I cannot help but reflect on how we got here. It may be difficult
In his book, Rising Out of Hatred, Eli Saslow documents the journey of Derek Black, and how this prominent white supremacist and leader of the

I am Robert Bowers. I do not have enough. I do not have enough money or love or acceptance. I do not have enough social
The monument to the doge Giovanni Pesaro, in this church, is a curiosity in the way of mortuary adornment. It is eighty feet high
One of my favorite hymns is “For All the Saints.” I keep hoping a family planning a funeral will select it, but I’ve been a
“There are only a few times in a man’s life where you have a chance to stand up, tell ‘em what you believe in, and
Don’t get me wrong, teachers are my heroes. This week, my son’s kindergarten teacher discovered that he had been unknowingly playing with another child’s vomit
Those of us in this little Reformed tribe: Do we, or do we not count ourselves as Evangelicals? Since the rise of the current American
Clannish, insular immigrants who refuse to assimilate … large families and achieving kids who quickly overshadow other residents … loyalty given to foreign, even adversarial,

There’s a billboard out by the highway featuring a picture of John Wayne in all his western glory with the caption “Don’t Much Like Quitters,

When my daughter was seven months, I took her to the local aquatic center. She loved the splash zone so much that she lunged for
A couple of Fridays ago, some friends and I took the hourlong trip to an off-the-beaten-path dive bar in Nebraska – Bob’s Bar, in Martinsburg.
Throughout his worshipping life, Dr. Jerry Rabinowitz always stood up, each week, during the prayer of mourning. Though it is considered more traditional to only
I was in the room where it happened, to borrow from Hamilton-speak. The room where The Twelve was hatched. A quaint retreat center where the

Did you know Sylvester Stallone wanted to use the Queen song, “Another One Bites the Dust” as the theme for Rocky III? Queen wouldn’t give
This semester, I have the good fortune of teaching a class on the Psalms. Last week, the class was discussing Psalms of Praise, those lofty
Higher education is all about “efficiencies” these days in budgets, class sizes, faculty-student ratio, etc. So I’ve been thinking about how I could be more
“Sin is lurking at the door; its desire is for you, but you must master it.” This is what the Lord says to Cain. Cain
Today’s post is a guest post from one of our readers, Marty Wondaal. Back in April, we posted an interview with Marty titled, “A Reader
‘Easter Morning,’ BBC Wales I planned to follow up to my last post, on Neo-Calvinism, with a bit of polemics, but then I thought why
When I was still a relatively young professor, I played on the seminary basketball team. In the second game of the season, I planted my
Some years back I had the privilege of doing an on-stage interview with Rev. Eugene Peterson at the Festival of Faith & Writing at Calvin
I recently attended the biannual Conference on Faith and History at Calvin College. Robert Orsi, a prominent scholar of American religious history, gave a remarkable
Eternal Father, strong to save, Whose arms does bind the restless wave, Who bids the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep; O hear
I learned my first Greek word the same day that I learned my first Hebrew word. I was a sophomore in college, and recently enrolled
The church where I grew up had no altar, no altar boys, and no priests. It had no wall-size oil painting of Jesus, and certainly
I got click-baited this week by the headline, “How To Raise Sons Who Don’t Sexually Assault”. This has been on my mind a lot, since
I spend a lot of my time thinking and teaching about the power of stories. The way, at their best, that they can move us
The third-annual collection of bits, pieces, and trivia. I hope you find a couple that are interesting, or at least one that is annoying. 1.)
I remember the day so clearly. I left a staff meeting during which our district announced plans to cut $2 million from our budget after
This week three international news stories caught my attention with a common denominator that affects the lives of millions of people worldwide – a common
“Why don’t they just move?” After the second hurricane in a few weeks, it’s hard not to ask this question about people who live in
This morning I propose that the increasing fatalism within the Christian community, the resignation that the world is as it is, is a product of
Last Friday I had the honor of speaking at “Sharply into the Wind,” the program marking Cornelis van der Kooi’s emeritation at the Free University
What if we had a different kind of conversation? That’s what I’ve been wondering. I watched a good bit of the hearings a couple of
My friend Frederick Dale Bruner loves teaching the big narratives in John’s Gospel. When he and I used to do a preaching seminar together, a
As an alumnus of Michigan State University, I am deeply upset by the appalling abuse of Larry Nassar. When people say something to me about
Isaiah 58 Fall is such a conflicted season for me. Growing up in Iowa and living in agricultural communities in Michigan and New York, fall
A few weeks ago my sister texted me and told me to turn on NPR immediately. Terry Gross was interviewing Linda Kay Klein about her
Just a week or so ago, the LDS church told its millions that they should cease and desist from calling each other “Mormons.” Maybe, as
“To be loved but not known is comforting but superficial. To be known and not loved is our greatest fear. But to be fully known
We’re working hard already at the Calvin Center for Faith and Writing (which I get to co-direct) on the 30th anniversary edition of the Festival
We expect Christians to be optimistic and joyful, and with good reason: God is sovereign and loves us with a steadfast love. Therefore we must

Last June, I presented a seminar on Frederick Buechner at a writing conference. One of the attendees happened to be the head of a publishing
Matthew 2:1-15 Today is Week 2 of a 5-week series of Sunday reflections on refugees and the Christian case for caring for those seeking refuge.
Thankfully, I did not have to fly to London to see Ian McKellen play the role of King Lear. I only had to drive to
The time has come for our politics to die; it has become too sick and twisted to save. Our politics has become infected with privilege
The Chairmen of the Word, and World: Lausanne Conference on World Evangelization, 1974 Please pardon my submitting a book review for today’s post. I happen
Several members of my congregation are in the midst of a three day training, learning to become facilitators of restorative practices and cultivators of a
Years ago I had a page-a-day calendar that featured each day a quote from some semi-famous person or another. I can’t remember to whom this
Originating around 1830 and maintaining popularity for decades, the minstrel show used blackface comedy to entertain white Americans. Minstrel shows were enormously popular, particularly among
Refugees. It’s a term that strikes fear in the hearts of some, and compassion in the hearts of others. After World War II, the United
I call it correction fatigue. Correction fatigue strikes when you are in the middle of grading students’ papers and you come to a paper that
A full rack of ribs, with beans and slaw, will cost you twenty bucks at Buffalo Chip Saloon and Bar, Cave Creek, AZ. Sounds
When my wife and I found out last December that we were having a boy, we were thrilled. Admittedly we were hoping for a girl,
Whenever I read biographies of writers (which, given my job as an English professor, is probably more often than the national average), I’m always interested
Long term pastorates are often recognized and celebrated for the depth of relationships, the continuity and trust that develop over the years. Having served nearly
My wife and I love watching The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon. One of our favorite segments is when he does hashtags, where he casts
As Reformed Christians, we share a bedrock principle with the Lutherans for our following of Jesus: We are saved by grace through faith alone. Theology
“The day of my spiritual awakening was the day I saw and knew I saw—all things in God and God in all things.” — Mechthild
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.
Wedding season is about finished. I presided at only one wedding this summer—a bright couple I’ve known quite a while. Officiating at such weddings can

Please indulge me and accept yet another, “What I did on my summer vacation” post. Since today is Labor Day, it’s the end of summer
The key to intimacy is authenticity. It is as true in our relationship with God as it is in our relationships with our fellow human
On a hot, humid summer afternoon, my sons, then 4 and 7, came rushing, breathless, to ask me to watch the praying mantis they caught
“I was being unmade. I was no one.” – Orual, Till We Have Faces, C. S. Lewis After confirming the absolute veracity of Meghan Markle’s
You’ll never guess what came on the UPS truck the other day—a life-sized cardboard cut out of Bob Ross. You know, the curly-haired PBS painter
“Gassed,” John Singer Sargent (1919). Imperial War Museum, London The End of August and the End of the World For most of us, the
“But what if you die, and we’re not with you?” My nearly 12-year-old daughter asked me this last week as we looked ahead to the
The man wore a blazing-yellow shirt open at his chest. With thumbs hooked into the pockets of his black pants, he addressed a group of
In my last post here I reflected on Jennifer Senior’s book on parenting, All Joy and No Fun: the Paradox of Modern Parenting. I touched
I am feeling my mortality. On the one hand, I look back at my life and see a thousand mistakes I have made. Ways I
[Note: longish post. The story takes a while to tell…] Last week I was leafing through some back pages in the history of my own
It’s an odd title, Mystery Having Eight Mothers, and she didn’t have an editor. You can’t help but smile at an occasional misspelling, and often there’s little
I’m aware that there’s a certain science — even a whole industry’s worth of church curriculum — devoted to the actual list of Scripturally-sanctioned spiritual
“What we have loved, Others will love, and we will teach them how…” –William Wordsworth, The Prelude I’m starting to see a lot of first

I will set out by way of you to Spain, and I know that when I come to you, I will come in the fullness

“To be rooted is perhaps the most important and least recognized need of the human soul.” – Simone Weil “When you belong to a place,

By Gregory Love God is our one true love. We were made out of God’s love, and for that love. But we don’t always know
We chose the perfect day to hike the Dune Climb Trail at Sleeping Bear National Lakeshore: seventy degrees, light breeze, a little gauzy cloud cover

I’m guessing many of you have a photo app that likes to remind you of memories from years past. This morning my wife texted me
By David Pettit The problem with many poems, my instructor explained, is certainty. The poet tries too hard to say something; is too sure of
Recently here on The Twelve, colleague Jim Bratt gave a glowing review of Ron Chernow’s brilliant new biography Grant. Among other things, Bratt noted that
According to researchers at Queen’s University in Ontario, sleep deprivation, can in some respects impair our judgment as much as being legally drunk. As a
By Gregory Love I am reading Under The Mercy, (1988), Sheldon Vanauken’s sequel to his 1977 award-winning book A Severe Mercy. In A Severe Mercy, Vanauken
I grew up in Rapid City, South Dakota, near the edge of the Black Hills. Just behind my home was a church building that housed
He’s the Queen’s scribe, the man–the artist–responsible for creating England’s most important state documents. He’s the royal calligrapher, an artist, a past chair of the

I pause today to honor the memory of Anya Krugovoy Silver, an extremely gifted poet and an incredible woman of faith, who died on Monday.

My oldest child just turned 17, and both of our worlds are changing. Our date nights at the gym have been replaced with me working

In Sarah Arthur’s new book A Light So Lovely: The Spiritual Legacy of Madeleine L’Engle, she tells of a frequent interaction L’Engle’s daughter Josephine had
As you spend a few last hours this summer in your Adirondack chair under a shady canopy of leaves—with that feeling of autumn’s imminence causing
Twice now I’ve had people ask me to give more examples of how we can love our neighbor. A common theme in my sermons is
What We’re Doing Here by Julie VanDerVeen Van Til Hello. Just now you turned your attention from the blustery fog flipping newspaper pages strewn on
A couple of months ago, I co-taught a preaching seminar in the Rocky Mountains with fellow Twelver, Scott Hoezee, and superstar preaching colleague, Peter Jonker.
The summer seminars I help to lead often provide fodder for this blog. That was the case last month after a seminar in Colorado. And
A few years ago, a woman from West Michigan, Rachel, traveled to southern Mexico in order to teach music and English in the tiny village
Asking the Right Questions by Jill Ver Steeg I sat across the table in the boardroom on Tuesday with executives from Lilly Endowment. On Thursday
Faith’s Shifting Landscape: The Conversation Continues by Allison Vander Broek I wrote a post two weeks ago on millenials, religion, and the shifting faith landscape
School was less than a block away when I was a kid, so I walked, every day, sometimes out the front door, sometimes the back.
If I were you, I would have stopped paying attention a while ago. The maddening and sickening work of keeping track of the constant headlines
At first, I thought it was rather ironic that I’ll be on vacation on the feast day of the woman I consider my patron saint
By David Timmer Aviyah Kushner grew up immersed in the Hebrew Bible. Born to an American Jewish father and an Israeli mother, she was raised
Words. I love words. I love the way they look and sound. I love learning their secret histories and cracking them open to explore what’s
Death, Life, and Crash-Helmets by Jill Ver Steeg Annie Dillard in her book Teaching a Stone to Talk writes: Does anyone have the foggiest idea
Do not worry. I get it. You’re trying to be gentle and reassuring and I appreciate that. I do. But you realize I have anxiety/depression,
This past week I co-led another Prairie Serve, an event that brings high school students from the U.S. and Canada to Sioux City, Iowa to
Let’s Just Stop Calling It Christianity by Scott Culpepper I experimented with chemistry in junior high. Not so much in the classroom as in the
The light turns green. I step into the crosswalk at River Avenue and 16th Street in downtown Holland, Michigan and as I do, a strange
We saw it a few years back. There was a major refugee crisis. We knew many thousands were fleeing violence and poverty and trying to
I love watching soccer and I have loved every minute of the World Cup tournament this year. It has been an exciting tournament, particularly because
Leadership and Listening by Jill Ver Steeg Leadership begins with listening. This might come as a surprise to many since “leadership” is usually envisioned as
Conversations on Spiritual Deconstruction and the Shifting Landscape of Faith by Allison Vander Broek I’ve been doing a lot of listening this last year, spending
It may well have been one of the best marketing ploys I’d ever come up with–get former Iowa Governor Robert Ray to come out west
In the seemingly endless parade of things to watch, I want to recommend a recent addition to Netflix: “Churchill’s Secret Agents: The New Recruits.” Originally
My friends who are skeptics are cynical about Christianity these days. From our intramural fights to our political collusion on both sides, it all looks

Cogito ergo sum, Descartes famously said, but sometimes I think recordor ergo sum might be more accurate. “I remember, therefore I am.” I have a
by Melody Meeter There are advantages to preaching from the lectionary. Think of millions of Christians, Protestant and Catholic, hearing the same texts on the
If We Could Spell by Chad Engbers This past spring, I took a group of students to George Herbert’s small parish church in Bemerton, a
High school students know how to play the game. The ones I taught knew what to say and when to say it. In class, I’d
The Millennials Have Spoken: NO MORE COMPACT DISCS! by Shane Versteeg I am a Generation X guy. A “GenXer.” Generation X population members are those
20km. Easy pace. One day of each week of my distance-cycling training schedule last summer recommended this – a 20 km ride at an easy
Recently I returned from leading a seminar for twenty-one pastors at Snow Mountain Ranch in Colorado. On this particular seminar I was joined in leadership
Kate Bowler, historian and professor of American religious history at Duke Divinity School, published a piece in the New York Times called “What to Say
By Melody Meeter Last week I told about a congregant’s close emotional connection to the Psalms and to David, who was, in her mind, The
With the 4th of July on the horizon, I’d like to pick up on Tom Boogaart’s recent post about pledging allegiance. For most of my
You’ve probably never heard of Herman the German and likely never stopped to greet him in New Ulm, Minnesota. Then again, you could have driven
Never Forget: We’ve Been Here Before Sybill was the second of two daughters born to Walter, a merchant, and his wife Margarete, in the south
The poet Donald Hall died on Saturday after a long, distinguished career, including a stint as US Poet Laureate in 2006-2007. Though he had been
I see there is an effort out there to do away with the Electoral College in presidential elections in the United States. If I thought
By Brian Keepers The Nissan Pathfinder rumbles along the narrow, winding dirt road. Actually, more like a dirt path. It’s a rough ride–I’m sitting in
By Melody Meeter Now we are in Ordinary Time and the Revised Common Lectionary has us listening to the story of David. This week we
With all the kerfuffle over Romans 13 in the news these past weeks, I wondered whether a Christian political theorist might bring some perspective to
A few years ago I was in a conversation with a National Guard member. Ok, it was an argument, but before I continue please
By Tom Boogaart I am coming to the end of a long teaching career at Western Theological Seminary and beginning to sort through the piles
By James Bratt Every now and then a past American president undergoes a radical change in historical reputation. The starkest case was probably that of
By Tamera Schreur I’m quite impressed with young Karthik Nemmani. Well, the whole nation is! Fourteen-year-old Karthik from Texas was all over the news a
Politics and religion intertwine in interesting and troubling ways. As a historical figure, I’ve always found Abraham Lincoln a fascinating study in politics and religion.
By Melody Meeter A few weeks ago I was visiting Robert in the inpatient hospice unit connected with our hospital. I knew him to be
We remember Adam, whose sons did not get along—their rivalry leading to death. God, who is no stranger to conflict, may we take all our
This summer, see if you can find your way to the Trail. You’ll have to hunt to find it, but here and there along the
It’s been a busy week, since both the RCA and CRC held their Synods at Calvin College. In lieu of writing more words, I’m happy
Dear Jesus, We come before you today knowing that we have nothing on your singleheartedness. Even as we pass the peace, we nurse resentments. Even
My grandfather died in 1971. He was “only” 74, but he seemed ancient to me. I was twelve years old. My memories are hazy and
By Jeff Munroe dfYann Martel, author of Life of Pi, was troubled about a decade ago by the admission of then Canadian Prime Minister Stephen
By Bill White Regardless of our theological persuasion or our sexual ethic, there are so many ways that Jesus is using the LGBTQ community to
“You’re always in the garden. For you, every hour is the darkest hour.” – Rev. Jeffers to Rev. Toller in First Reformed “It has seemed to me
Tonight I get to play music with my son. We started a band called The Hiccups. We mainly play covers—the Foo Fighters, Jack White, Nirvana, and

Our coach driver. Our second coach driver. The weird dude I met in the youth hostel who told me the story of how he “ruined
By Heidi S. De Jonge Last summer, I let one of my parishioners take me golfing for the first time (and probably, the last). The
In addition to writing for The Twelve, I am also blessed with the opportunity to co-host the Groundwork radio program along with my colleague David
The town where I live celebrates its Dutch Heritage each spring with a Tulip Festival. I am a big fan of eating ethnic foods, watching
By Bill White How did the early church handle disagreements? For people of the book like us, that seems like a good question to ask.
By Katy Sundararajan In high school, I ran track for two years. I’m still exceptionally proud of myself for the runner I became. My times
When Julia Ward Howe sat down to refashion a much beloved Union battle hymn the troops called “John Brown’s Body,” she created new lyrics and
I try to have a sense of humor, so when someone sent me a video about Social Justice Warriors, poking fun at my culture of
By Chad Pierce I remember the feeling of hospitality I received twenty years ago like it was yesterday. A couple of friends and I were
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
History can be downright depressing at times. And no, I’m not talking about reading final exams. In the book Killers of the Flower Moon: The
By Bill White Today, Pentecost Sunday, we often say we are celebrating the birth of the church. But as we celebrate, perhaps we can also
By James Bratt When I was a kid, I never got the big deal about Pentecost. For one, it didn’t come along with any special
There’s something vintage Old Testament about the story, something decidedly like myth. But it happened; and just a bit north of Topeka, atop a hill
Last week we marked Ascension Day, forty days since the resurrection of Jesus, and the day that his body was taken up into heaven. The
When I was a child, I never had any trouble believing in an absolutely loving God because I figured that if God was even half
She leans forward, pressing her palms against the table. I see the fire in her eyes, a fierce tenderness. Or is it a tender fierceness,
By Luke Hawley There’s an E.L. Doctorow quote that I love: “Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as
Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they utter knowledge. – Ps. 19:2 One evening last winter I was startled out of
I remember when I first read God of the Oppressed by James Cone. It challenged me, it convicted me, and it made me re-think my

Midnight. Pitch black. On these rural, winding roads are many carcasses–deer, rabbits, chipmunks, raccoons, and most of all, opossums. I’ve been driving this same route
By Heidi S. De Jonge There is a place I like to go in Kingston. I call it my horizon place. Driving or cycling down
It is sermon grading season for me as the semester ends so unsurprisingly when I started to ponder a topic for today’s blog, all things
In the book The Shepherd’s Life, author James Rebanks writes, “There is nothing like the feeling of freedom and space that you get when you
By Luke Hawley Almost a year ago, I wrote my first blog for The Twelve. It was about the craziness I feel at the end
by James Bratt I recently attended a conference at Notre Dame honoring the career of Mark Noll. As one of the most accomplished scholars of
A century ago this month, my great-uncle came down with pneumonia. He was on his way to France to fight the Huns, WWI, the “Great
“What would it mean for Christians to give up that little piece of the American Dream that says, ‘You are limitless’? Everything is not possible.
You may have heard that the weather in Michigan has been crazy of late. Today, our students enjoyed the 80 (!) degree weather as students
Nineteen years ago we started washing feet at our Maundy Thursday worship service. This isn’t so much a “success story,” more of a “how my
by Katy Sundararajan Last Friday, from my office window, I could see wind whipping the tablecloths laid out for the Spring Fling picnic in the
By Luke Hawley My 7-year-old son, Judah, asked me last night about the meaning of the word complicated. He had just asked his older sister
In some of my earliest memories, three-year-old me enters a cavernous room filled with light and lined with books: the Bridge Street branch of the
My son turned 14 last week. For his birthday we bought him tickets to see his favorite artist in concert, so Monday night we drove

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single young woman in possession of an imagination must imagine herself the heroine in an Austen novel.
By Heidi S. De Jonge Apparently, Monday, the 23rd of April, was World Book Day. I love books, but I’m beginning to wonder if I

At the recent Festival of Faith & Writing here at Calvin College and Seminary, I had the great privilege of interviewing pastor and author Fleming

When is the last time you made serious eye contact with someone? Not just a glance, but sustained eye contact. Does it make you uncomfortable?

By Luke Hawley I grew up in a church with virtually no liturgical calendar. I mean, we celebrated Christmas and Easter and I remember once
Fifty years after it went out of style, he still wore his hair–great hair, by the way–in a duck tail. Had he let it grow
My most anxiety-inducing assignment while in seminary was leading chapel. Students, still in the learning stages of grasping Reformed theology, took turns preaching a sermon
If you live in the United States, chances are that taxes, income taxes specifically, have been on your mind and part of your life in
By Natalie Acosta Every time I open my news feed on Facebook I read hopelessness everywhere. Publications from the most popular newspapers and the comments people
If you follow The Twelve with any regularity, you may recognize the name Marty Wondaal. Marty often comments on the post of the day, especially
By Brian Keepers “I can’t tell if you’re conservative or liberal,” she says to me. The look on her face, the tone in her voice,
By Luke Hawley I had an undergraduate course aptly titled Novel, in which we read twelve novels over the course of the semester. The professor
We’re two days into the Festival of Faith and Writing, one day still to go. There’s plenty to be anxious and sorrowful about these days,
I’ve only seen the trailer, and I’ve only read one review, but I can’t wait to see it. Schrader is haunted by a world that I’ve
By Keith Starkenburg Something happened in my intestines this week. The National Memorial for Peace and Justice and The Legacy Museum in Montgomery, Alabama are
Dear 12 Community, If my memory is correct, we’ve been together about seven years. That’s a long a time together. That’s enough time to know
Mark Zuckerberg is slated to appear before Congress this week, and most observers anticipate that he will be filleted, skewered, and roasted before it’s all
I don’t know what the weather is like where you live, but here in northwest Iowa, it’s still winter. It snowed most of the day
By Luke Hawley Who cares whether or not it’s true? In my head there are bath towels swaddling this stuff. Nothing else seeps through. This
by Allan Janssen After forty years preaching, I now sit in a pew. And since I am a preacher’s kid, I have never before had
The night Dr. Martin Luther King was shot, four of us—small-town, small-college, white boys—were following the Gulf’s eastern shore on an all-night trek from south
Last week Tuesday, President Trump decided to “wind down” programs which had protected some Liberians from deportation since 1991. In recent months, Trump has ended
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Dubuque, Iowa is a middle-size city on the Mississippi River where Iowa, Illinois, and Wisconsin meet. It’s a rather gritty river town, now splashed with
By Brian Keepers The second installment of the new Star Wars trilogy, The Last Jedi, was released on DVD last Tuesday. As you would expect
By Luke Hawley Belief isn’t something that comes easy to me; I have heavy skeptic leanings. But I’m a writer, too, and one who can’t
Maundy Thursday evening, I attended my church’s simple service in the fellowship area. We sat around tables, prayed and sang, meditated on Jesus’ humility in
On this Good Friday I am reminded of the life and testimony of Oscar Romero, who is on the path to be made a saint

It’s early. Still dark. The alarm goes off and I hit snooze and roll over, dreading the day ahead. I am anxious about many things,
We are the remnants of violence. We are the survivors. It’s the years after the horror of the gunshot that people don’t talk about. Those
“From the One who was and is and is to come.” We’ve heard this benediction before. It points to the God, to the Savior, who
Since Christmas, I’ve been listening to the soundtrack from the hit Broadway musical, Hamilton. I realize I’m a little late to the game, as per
by Joshua Vis Last Sunday, I explored the idea that Jesus never really integrated his message about God’s coming kingdom with his insistence that he
By Allan Janssen In the past few weeks, I have heard talk of a “split” in my church, the Reformed Church in America, from a
Not long ago, Sherman Alexie, among the most prominent Native American writers in America, lost his mother. He’d lost his father years before, but it
In 1975, the White House was occupied by a man from Grand Rapids, Michigan, and the capital of South Vietnam fell to the control of
During this season, I’ve been dipping into a Lenten devotional produced by a small church that a close friend attends. A delightful collection of essays
by Chad Pierce I witnessed a resurrection of sorts in the customer service line at Target. My wife Jodi and I were visiting family in
By Brian Keepers “Daddy, does God ever cry?” This is the question my youngest daughter, Abby, asks me when she is only four years old.
By Joshua Vis Jesus began his ministry with a message about the arrival of the kingdom of God on earth. God was going to break
By Elaine Schnabel Note from Debra Rientsra: I’m away this weekend so I’ve engaged a guest writer from our sister blog, the post calvin. I’d
This semester I’m teaching a spiritual formation class—we meet in the local Episcopal church. It’s a small church but it’s a place to light candles,
“What are The Questions, mommy?” I’m cuddling with my youngest son as he’s drifting slowly to sleep. I don’t know what he means by this
It was the first day of my fifth grade year and I was already excited about becoming a member of the safety patrol squad. That’s
Probably we underestimate the long odds faced by the Christian faith among its earliest disciples and congregations. The ancient Greco-Roman world in which the Gospel
In the early hours of a Saturday morning, our baby provided us all with a wake up call. As we stumbled toward the kitchen and
By Joshua Vis Peter Rollins, a philosopher and theologian, makes this incredible observation, “As we approach the festival of Easter we aim to experience something
By E. Hughes I was naked and balled up in fetal position on a bathroom floor when I heard the voice of God. I perhaps
The first matter of business when white folks came to the region was roughing out claims so they knew where each of the others was
Nihilism. It’s the only explanation I can come up with, and I’m thinking more and more lately that it’s all our fault. It’s the only
This week, my Victorian literature class is finishing a unit on 19th century faith and doubt, and we’re concluding with the poet Christina Rossetti. As
About a year ago Rod Dreher’s The Benedict Option was making a big splash. I didn’t read it. I read enough reviews to know that
By Brian Keepers The photograph slips out from inside the front cover of the book. It glides, twists, and somersaults a few times before it
by Joshua Vis I nearly cried during CPR training. It’s so raw, so rooted in mortality. Someone you love, or you yourself, could drop dead
We had just finished singing one of our favorites, “Eternal Weight of Glory.” The folks gathered knew the song well because it has entered the
For one year I worked as a volunteer at Cristo Rey Jesuit High School in Minneapolis, MN. I was doing graduate work in the field
When I was young and the world was warmly lit by wood fire and the ponies were fluffy in their soft winter coats and the
Governor Cuomo assembled an inter-religious advisory council of faith leaders in the last year to advise him and his staff. My understanding is that he
“Dear children, keep yourselves from idols.” 1 John 5:21 In the Bible it was very often the case that various idols did not replace worship
I regularly teach a survey course of US history and I am constantly revamping my content in light of current events. For example, when the
By Joshua Vis I know you worry about your doubt. You have been taught that your doubt is tolerable, but not desirable. I love your
By Scott Culpepper I remember sitting in a seminary class in 1997 discussing revivalism. One of my fellow students fancied himself a bit of a
Mildred Armstrong Kadish, in Little Heathens, her darling memoir of growing up on an Iowa farm during the Depression, claims that her family had only two
I went to a funeral this week — the best kind of funeral, where you laugh while you’re sopping up the tears that are gathering
Recently, “Academic Twitter” went a little crazy when Jay Van Bavel of NYU reposted and commented on a 2014 Inside Higher Ed piece that had
People seem to have given up on the idea of a perpetual motion machine. But The Twelve is about as close as you’ll come. Day
Once upon a time, I was suspicious of psychology. It was an enemy of faith. Psychology purported that healthy, balanced people did not need religion.
By Joshua Vis Only Jesus has experienced Lent and Easter. For the rest of us, life is Lent. We know only a life of Lent.
After a long hiatus, guest columnist Pious Petunia returns with wise and timely guidance along the Lenten pilgrim path. Dear Miss Petunia: I’m the pastor
Facebook’s a funny thing; or, at least it’s full of things that are funny. Like the puritan Valentines day cards, which were perfect for this
Let me be a thief. Or rather, let me be the thief. You remember him. Stripped and pinned, dismantled and disoriented, he hangs between life and
With poise and grace she walked toward me as if we were about to enter a dance. She was the lead and I was to
It is the last day of Epiphany today. Ash Wednesday ushers us into Lent tomorrow. Although it can be shorter by about ten whole days
It’s that time of year again. Yes, black history month. So here’s 28 reasons to hug a black person today: Reason 1: They deserve a
By Lynn Japinga A strong, confident, brilliant professional woman is at a party, standing with a small group of people. Next to her is an older
By Dana VanderLugt inˈten(t)SH(ə)n(ə)l/ adjective: done on purpose; deliberate. Synonyms: calculated, conscious, intended, purposeful I talk to my writing students about audience all the time
When James Fenimore Cooper complained about the novel he was reading, his wife told him to put up or shut up, to just go ahead
I heard that Donald Trump wants a massive military parade. I preached a sermon once, for Palm Sunday, about a military parade. I’d had my
From Jennifer L. Holberg: These days, we need as many good words as we can get. That’s probably always been true. My friend, Jane Zwart,
The Bible does not like dogs. • When evil queen Jezebel is pushed off a balcony to her death, her corpse is eaten by dogs
By Brian Keepers I was uncertain as to how many people would show up. Arthur (Art) Cirulis had only been in the community for eight
God created humankind in God’s image … male and female God created them. Genesis 1:27 by Lynn Japinga It seems so obvious. If all human
It’s time to “Make Reading Great Again” at the 2018 Festival of Faith and Writing. Every two years, the Calvin Center for Faith and Writing
A few weeks ago an editorial appeared in the local paper in which the author took democrats to task. (The article is titled “Democrats Threatened
I reach above my head to re-position the newly-washed ceramic salt-and-pepper shakers, my hands still a little wet and soapy. Then, the inevitable. One of
by Steven Rodriguez Who are we to put limits on the speech of God? My kids are absolutely riveted by the book of Leviticus right
Sheldon Cooper is one of the world’s more brilliant scientists. As portrayed by Jim Parsons on the hit TV show The Big Bang Theory, Dr.
My alma mater has been in the news quite a bit recently. As attention is turned on Larry Nassar and the gymnastics team, some have
2 Samuel 13 by Lynn Japinga Sometimes the Bible tells ugly stories which serve as a mirror to contemporary society, even though three millennia have
by April Fiet Sometimes, I feel like I’m building an enormous tower. My building materials are not brick and bitumen, but all of the things
[It was not my intent to use this poem today, but Matthew’s comments yesterday offered an opening. Jelle Pelmulder, Sioux County’s (IA) first school master, wrote
by Matthew van Maastricht What is your only comfort in life and in death? That I am not my own, but belong—body and soul, in
Tomorrow is my 50th birthday. I come from a family who has always celebrated well, and birthdays are a big deal. Growing up, my mother
by Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell It’s January. It’s been so cold the climate-change-deniers have trotted out their usual “How can there be global warming when its -10°
By Brian Keepers This past Thursday I listened to talk by Jeremy McCarter as part of the January Series with Calvin College. I suspect many
By Lynn Japinga Judges 20-21 Last Sunday in this space I told the story of the concubine and the Levite in Judges 19. She was
“Did you know that the phrase ‘daily bread’ in the Lord’s Prayer really means ‘supersubstantial bread’? Like, supernatural?” This is the sort of tidbit that
Walking down the hallway, my wife noticed a poster advertising two events. The first was a princess ball, a daddy – daughter “purity” banquet. The
Honor Dr. King by honoring black women. That’s what I decided to do last year and continue to do so this year. The best way
Martin Luther King, Jr.’s “Letter from a Birmingham Jail” contains sentence after sentence of searing and memorable prose. But already years ago when I first
Among many evangelicals (or whatever they should be called these days), the tension between science and faith is real. Today, many are dismissive of ‘silly’
By Lynn Japinga Sometimes the only moral lesson to be found in a biblical story is “Go and do NOT do likewise.” Or, more concisely,
By Keith Starkenburg Let me offer a confession. I don’t like growing older. On my birthday, I needed a little encouragement. Time seemed a great
I wasn’t born and reared here. My home–I’m not sure how anyone finally defines that word–is really the western shore of Lake Michigan, where sunrise
By Kate Kooyman Today I got to hold a baby who was less than a day old. I got to watch big sister look with
It often feels like these days that there’s a great deal of lamenting about a dearth of good conversation, a lack of places where intelligent
By Norman Kolenbrander On a leafy Sunday morning, the girls adorned in lacy white dresses, the boys in immaculate suits and ties, excitedly joined their
By Brian Keepers We were trying to have a serious conversation, but she kept interrupting us. A little girl—maybe two or three years old. We
1 Samuel 25 By Lynn Japinga Two men with sizeable egos engage in a power struggle. Neither will back down. Neither wants to appear weak
We could make an exception for people who sew, because in that context “bias” has a precise, technical meaning. When you cut woven fabric “on
The knock on the door took us both by surprise. It was 3:30 on a Sunday afternoon, the day of our church Christmas program. I
A good half of my Facebook newsfeed on New Year’s Day was devoted to groanings and lamentations over the dumpster fire that was the Year
Did you see the Supermoon this week? It’s the brightest and largest full moon we will see all year. On my facebook timeline people posted
“We have heard the voice of Dr. Martin Luther King calling us to cut the cancer of prejudice from our souls and from our land.
by Tom Boogaart In late November my wife Judy and I took our three young granddaughters on a walk, and we passed by a crèche
By David Timmer J. S. Bach’s The Art of the Fugue is a kind of musicological Summa, a summing up of his musical ideas composed
Coventry, England, a city of 250,00 in the West Midlands, boasted significant industrial power when the Europe went to war in 1940, industries Hitler wouldn’t
Reformed folk don’t need to be embarrassed by mixed motives. What other kind of motives are there? As 2017 draws to a close, we hope
By Kate Kooyman I woke up in a panic last night, smelling smoke. I read once about how house fires can start in your chimney
Recently, my department invited our college president to join us for a lunch-time visit. Before he came, we met together to discuss how we’d like
Boxing Day–in the United States, we’re never quite sure what to make of it. The tradition, we believe, is that today is the day you
If I were a boy or a young man today, I would likely go by “Stephen”–like, Colbert, Curry, Hawking, and King. But growing up as
By Brian Keepers For a child has been born for us, a son given to us…and he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father,
By Tom Boogaart Christmas is a time for Christians to be thinking about emperors, although you would never know this attending a typical Christmas pageant.
At my house this Advent, we have become unintentional liturgical season purists. Two days before Christmas, and still not one Christmas box hauled up from
Having seen The Last Jedi twice, and having read numerous interpretations and critiques, I admit I enjoyed the film. I know I’m not supposed to
It’s the shortest day of the year today. The winter solstice will occur in approximately 2.5 hours from the writing of this post. In one
I had hoped for a beautiful and lengthy post reflecting on the gravitas of Christmas, but alas, I don’t have that. I, like many pastors,
In Marilynne Robinson’s luminous epistolary novel Gilead we read the musings of the Rev. John Ames. Ames is coming to the end of his days
The Christmas holiday makes some people nuts. Seriously nuts. There’s a reason why George Costanza’s father, Frank, decided to reject Christmas in favor of a
By Tom Boogaart A few years ago, an historic Reformed Church was celebrating its sesquicentennial and inviting various people to come and talk about the
by Chuck DeGroat Pardon the length of this piece, but we really need to talk. It’s become inevitable that I’ll get a call or email
If I heard it once, I heard the story a dozen times. It was all about the gendered shape of conversation. Went like this. One
by Kate Kooyman We’re doing a little craft after dinner during Advent — I read parts of the story of Jesus’s birth, and then my
Yesterday evening marked the first night of Hanukkah, the Jewish Festival of Lights. Many of you are no doubt aware that it commemorates two miracles at
One Christmas, I was probably about ten years old, I made a last-minute switcheroo in what I wanted for Christmas. Instead of the tabletop football
Dear Readers, Last Wednesday President Trump “made good” on a campaign promise to recognize Jerusalem as the capital of the state of Israel, which will
By Tom Boogaart My house once had a carefully designed garden. Azaleas, rhododendrons, hostas, a dogwood tree, a rose of Sharon bush, and evergreen shrubs,

from Debra Rienstra–I’m sorry that I have to be away today. But I would like to remind you of our sister blog, the post calvin,
Listening to NPR the other day I heard a story about a metal band from New Zealand with the name Alien Weaponry. What makes their
By Sarina Gruver Moore Raise your hand if you have one of these in your yard. C’mon. Some of you do, be real. Enormous Santas
This morning Time Magazine released the news that their Person of the Year are the Silence Breakers, women who have come forth in a chorus
Note: As we begin Advent, I offer this meditation based on Mark 1:1-13 that I gave in the Calvin Seminary Chapel at the head of
The Civil Rights Act of 1964 barred discrimination in public places, provided for the integration of schools and other facilities, and made employment discrimination illegal.
By Tom Boogaart Both of my parents died in late winter of this year, and we committed their bodies to the ground: a real committal service.
By Katy Sundararajan Due to construction on the Western Theological Seminary campus, getting into my office has provided some daily doses of excitement this fall.
That the hide painting is mislabeled is no one’s fault, really. Somewhere along the line of ownership it was likely a slip of the tongue
by Kate Kooyman I remember a moment, after the election, when a preacher I respect a great deal called this moment we are living through
By Sarina Gruver Moore “Hey, Grandpa. How do you get people to give money to something?” I’m sitting with my husband’s 99-year-old grandfather at Thanksgiving.
by Jes Kast My colleagues here on The Twelve are sharing excellent reasons why you should give and financially support The Twelve and Perspectives Journal.
By Jennifer Holberg I read recently about a very charming holiday tradition that is celebrated in Iceland called jólabókaflóð. Literally: “Christmas book flood.” I learned
by Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell It is Giving Tuesday, the day you are asked to be generous, to support your favorite charities. And of course, we are
By Scott Hoezee Our blog here at The Twelve is closely tied to Perspectives Journal, whose history also intertwined in many ways with the old
by Rebecca Koerselman Discord among evangelicals is not a new phenomenon. Often these disagreements result in separating from those who don’t agree with a particular
By Brian Keepers Superficiality is the curse of our age. The desperate need today is not for a greater number of intelligent people, or gifted
Proper 29 Reign of Christ Sunday Matthew 25:31-46 by Justin Meyers One of the beliefs that many Muslims and Christians share is that there will

By Jeff Munroe “Why write a poem at a time like this?” a poet friend asks, and if you are like me, you intuitively feel
By Debra Rienstra Reformed people are in it for the long haul. That’s one of the things I’ve admired about the Reformed people and communities
By Jason Lief When I think about the future of Perspectives I’m optimistic. Why? We’re still here! So many journals have disappeared, unable to survive
by James Schaap People who knew him claim that the late great President of Dordt College, Dr. John B. Hulst, a very proper man who
by Kate Kooyman When I was in the hospital, the day my first baby was born, news had just broken of the earthquake in Haiti.
Every morning among all my email is a small gem: a blessing from the Dominican Sisters of Grand Rapids. Mostly penned by Maxine Shonk, OP,
A few weeks back, the ever-eloquent and oft-droll Debra Rienstra stirred up quite a tempest here on The Twelve when she wrote “I Never Was
Dear Readers, I’m pleased to share with you this thoughtful reflection written by Karen Barker as part of a fall sermon series our church has
Proper 28 Twenty-fourth Sunday after Pentecost Matthew 25:14-30 By Justin Meyers The Reformed Church in America’s roots in Oman go back to 1891 when Samuel
At first it was awful, the silence. I was angry, of course. I fumed around the house, slammed doors, felt sorry for myself. After a
As I greeted members of my church following a morning service, a woman came up to me, shook my hand and thanked me for
By Sarina Gruver Moore When I teach Milton’s Paradise Lost I am at pains to point out to students that Milton’s Eden is not a place of
I will praise you, Lord, with all my heart; before the “gods” I will sing your praise. – Psalm 138:1 My mother is famous for writing thank
Chewed up, spit up, barfed out. Not a few preachers would tell you this is how it feels sometimes after preaching a sermon (and most
What is the best way to honor the men and women who have served our country in the armed forces? Is it showing respect for
Proper 27 23rd Sunday after Pentecost Joshua 24:1-3a, 14-25 by Justin Meyers One day, not long ago, I was driving home from visiting the Hindu
Flash-backs falsify the Past: they forget the remembering Present. ––W. H. Auden, from “I Am Not a Camera” by Steven Rodriguez Can you imagine what
Johnnie, get your gun Get your gun, get your gun Take it on the run On the run, on the run Hear them calling, you
by Kate Kooyman I put my foot in my mouth this week. While catching up with a friend who is the middle of a significantly
O Lord, you know I have no friend like you. If Heaven’s not my home, then Lord what will I do? The angels beckon me
Leon Mathonnet died on October 2, 1914, killed in battle at Monchy-le-Preux, France. He was the great-grandfather of my wife, Sophie. One year from now
By Brian Keepers The line of people spills out the front entrance and wraps around the church. People shuffle back a forth in place, hands
Proper 26 22nd Sunday after Pentecost Micah 3:5-12 Matthew 23:1-12 By Justin Meyers A Muslim friend of mine from Pakistan confided to me that he,
Warning: some mild spoilers ahead. I hereby provide a public service by filing this scouting report for those of you wondering whether the new Star
You’ve got to be my age or older, and you have to have been born in a small town to know what I’m talking about,
By Sarina Gruver Moore I’ve found myself thinking about and appreciating sorrow these days. It’s a deeper and more profound experience than just sadness, but
For I am convinced that death…will not be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. – Romans
You’ve probably heard plenty about the 500th anniversary of Martin Luther nailing his 95 theses on the door of the church in Wittenberg, Germany. Nearly
As the luck (or the providence) of the calendar would have it, I get to blog here on The Twelve on the precise 500th anniversary
A number of years ago, my sister and I were driving to pick up a cake on a Sunday. We had planned a big birthday
by Heidi S. De Jonge What do you do with twenty-five years of sermons? A pastor died last year at the age of 54. His
by Allison Vander Broek A few weeks ago I attended The Liturgists Gathering here in Boston with a good friend of mine. I have a
A local coffee shop made news last week when it was a part of a festival associated with the LGBTQ community. A local politician referred
by Kate Kooyman Did you happen to listen to the episode of The Daily podcast that told the story of Shannon Mulcahy, a single mother
by Tom Boogaart The street that links my house and Western Seminary is called College. For thirty years now I have walked it up and
Back by popular demand! If one doesn’t do it for you, maybe the next one will! 1. This is an idea I got somewhere on
From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
by Heidi S. De Jonge December 2006. I sat in a chair in the room just off the side of the chapel at the Dominican
No, I’m not going to decry oversexualized harem girl outfits for seven-year-olds or ax-in-the-head gross-out costumes for grownups. Nor am I going to indulge in
You think I’m exaggerating when I say that from up there on the hill, you can watch your dog run away for three days, but
By Sarina Gruver Moore Let me say first what this post is not: It is not an indictment of women and men who have posted
Why was it so hard to post that on my Facebook this week? Have I internalized what shouldn’t be normal as normal? Have I learned
I have been working my way through Matthew Desmond’s searing and award-winning book Evicted: Poverty and Profit in the American City. Although he changes people’s
Two weeks ago, I asked about the best ways to enact change in society. While at a conference, I heard Mary Beth Tinker explain how
by Heidi S. De Jonge Wildfires are consuming homes and lives in northern California. Tens of thousands of acres have been flattened by the flames. Several

by Jeff Munroe We want a motive, because we want the senseless shooting in Las Vegas last week to make sense. We want there to
A powerful man abusing his authority by taking advantage of a young woman. The male gaze peeping out from the window; unaware that he’s watching,
By Shannon Jammal-Hollemans I recently counseled a couple struggling with an obstacle in their relationship. One of them had made a mistake that had a
Yesterday, Mary Oliver released a new collected edition of her work, aptly titled Devotions. I think often of Oliver’s poems–contemporary psalms as surely as they
By Chuck DeGroat Have I told you about the ‘lost’ chapter in my 2014 book Toughest People to Love? The book was originally nine chapters,
By Brian Keepers “So what’s the story of the Sioux?” she asks me. The question comes whistling out of the blue, or so it seems,
By Heidi De Jonge The place of prayer. There is the place of pastoral prayer: A hospital room. A living room. A bedside. A graveside.
“Beauty—from that which we see in nature to that which is expressed in words of art—, precisely because it broadens the horizon of human consciousness,
Just exactly how many wives he had—or has, since he’s only out of circulation, not breath—isn’t clear. Estimations go beyond what you can count on
I fully intended to write a political screed today. Feed the outrage machine. Bait the clicks. Gin up controversy. Hurricanes, earthquakes, mass shootings with assault
“The world feels high lonesome and heartbroken to me right now. We’ve sorted ourselves into fractions based on our politics and ideology. We’ve turned away
This is not the first time I have blogged about guns in America. A couple of years ago I suggested that people whose ultimate vision
What is the best way to enact change in society? Do polite requests work? Are we to act like the persistent widow in Jesus’s parable?
by Heidi S. De Jonge This past Wednesday morning, I took an early morning bike ride. A paradoxical ride. Autumn had arrived, but the temperature
We welcome Thom Fiet to The Twelve today. Thom is pastor of Lyall Memorial Federated Church in Millbrook, New York. This is a eulogy Thom
I can just see it. Ten, maybe twenty, years from now, an avalanche of new books will come out. Or, maybe it will just be
We welcome Kyle Meyaard-Schaap to The Twelve today, guest blogging while Kate Kooyman is away. Kyle is National Organizer and Spokesperson for Young Evangelicals for
September 24-30 marks Banned Book Week, something established to remind folks that threats to intellectual freedom are real and ongoing, that the impulse to censor
LOGOS • GRAPHICS • IDENTITY • & • MEANING I’m in cemeteries frequently and I’ve noticed a trend. Headstones decorated with little emblems or graphics, things that were important
Finally, all of you, have unity of spirit, sympathy, love for one another, a tender heart, and a humble mind. 1 Peter 3:8 by Mara
I worked there for only three summers. I’m sure there was summer help, like me, who worked there longer, so I probably can’t claim a
What does it mean to be holy? My image of holiness is my grandmother–quiet, kind, gentle, endlessly patient, a servant to all. I can’t remember
I (Jes Kast) am so happy to welcome back Marcy Rudins this week! Growing up near Chicago, it always seemed like we had to go,
Yesterday I preached at the Calvin College Chapel service as part of a series looking at biblical characters. My assignment was Jacob. The day before
For some of us, the words “pass it on” evoke memories of summer camp, holding sticky hands, and singing “it only takes a spark…to get
By Mara Joy Norden For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him God was pleased to reconcile to
By E. Hughes July 14, 2017 I image God stepping from the clouds into the narrow and green man-made pond. The evening is sweet. Neither
Last Friday I took my kids to see U2 on their Joshua Tree 30th anniversary tour. My kids have grown up listening to U2 because
by Kate Kooyman “At the very same time we are sorting ourselves into ideological factions and bunkers — and the research shows this clearly… the
Of late, the Denise Levertov’s poem, “The Tide,” has been coming to me as I try to process the most recent bombardment of the bad.
Jon Witt is a sociologist who teaches at Central College in Pella, Iowa. He is the author of Soc, one the most popular introductory sociology
By Brian Keepers Every once in a while, you come across a book that takes hold of you and stirs you up and you can’t
1 Thessalonians 4:7: For God did not call us to impurity but in holiness. by Mara Joy Norden One Sunday morning during the children’s sermon,
October 31 approaches, the official five hundredth anniversary of the Protestant Reformation. No doubt Halloween will prove interesting this year, as surely we must all
To me, the word Tabaski sounded more like a seasoning than a holiday weekend—but Tabaski, Festival of the Sacrifice, is an age-old Muslim gala of
Oh baby why you ain’t got no butter hunh? I drive all the way over here for butter, milk, eggs, and now I jus’ denied.
A Word from Jes…Sometimes I enjoy highlighting other women who you may, or may not, know in our reformed life who I believe are saying
The premise of the 1983 film War Games is that a NORAD computer—that had been programmed to “play” a game called “Global Thermonuclear War”—goes rogue,

Thought a little late to the game (as usual), I started watching The Great British Baking Show this summer and I am completely hooked. I’ve
John 17:22 The glory that you have given me I have given them, so that they may be one, as we are one. by Mara
by Elizabeth Vander Haagen I did a lot of things wrong the week after Charlottesville. The way I told my kids about it on Sunday
This Sunday night, around 6:10 PM central time, I will ascend the steps of the big boxy pulpit and begin to read from the Song
by Kate Kooyman Tomorrow, according to rumors, Trump will end the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals. He will do this not because it is economically
I’m still in a bit of denial that school starts next week. Not in such denial that I haven’t finished my syllabi and first day

Comparing yourself to American Motors is probably never a good idea, especially when many of your readers reside in Michigan. For those who don’t know,

It was on a Saturday, August 12. The news out of Charlottesville, Virginia went from bad to worse. From the “Unite the Right” rally itself

By Brian Keepers “You cannot heal what you do not first acknowledge.” – Richard Rohr The images that flash on the television screen are jarring.
by Chris Jacobsen Today I’m continuing a sermon series on the sacraments, beginning a two-week focus on the Lord’s Supper. In 1 Corinthians 11, Paul warns
As a professor of British literature, I consider it my duty to stay up to date on UK television, at least anything involving horses and
His foundation is in the holy mountains. The LORD loves the gates of Zion More than all the other dwelling places of Jacob.
This fall I’ll be teaching a new course–Modern Christian Writers–so all summer I’ve been dipping into Marilynne Robinson, Thomas Merton, Jane Kenyon, and Maurice Manning,
Micah 6:8 is a championed verse among progressive, social justice minded ministers of the Gospel. We love the prophet’s heralding of believers to do justice
We live in curious times. On the one hand, a surprising percentage of American Christians expend a great deal of energy denying a huge swath
Is there anyone left who still thinks we live in a post-racial society because we elected a black President? Surely the events of the past
God of Peace, You created the heavens and the earth, and all that we see and experience all around us. After each day of creation,
by Steven Rodriguez I’ve been reading some letters of theologians Karl Barth and Dietrich Bonhoeffer. They are a fascinating window into a friendship at a
This summer I began as the interim pastor of my church. For the evening sermons we’ve been working through Our World Belongs to God along
by Kate Kooyman Remember a week ago, when the President was threatening nuclear war? (Doesn’t that feel like a long time ago?) I was stunned
I’ve given my professional life to words. I believe deeply in their significance and their power. And in the theological imperative to use them carefully,
Probably no single person has gained more from Donald Trump’s surprising victory in last November’s election than Stephen Colbert. And unlike white supremacists, Trump resorts,
by Daniel Meeter In the second congregation I pastored, one in Ontario, there was a thermostat on the wall of the hallway that led to
by Chris Jacobsen Today I am beginning a sermon series on the sacraments. We’ll be examining baptism this week and next week, and then we’ll
This past Monday, I peered into the humming center of the universe. I’m talking about Facebook headquarters in Menlo Park, California. One of my offspring
The news from Salt Lake City is not particularly comforting if you’re Mormon. One of the mighty has fallen, a saint from the inmost circle
It’s mid-August, which for many of you might mean fresh tomatoes from the garden, green beans to snap and stock in the freezer, corn ripening
In just a few days I will be indulging in the remaining days of summer on Lake Michigan with loved ones. My thoughts are held
Two weeks ago I talked about gratitude and how to get more of it into our lives. Along the way I mentioned the theologian Robert
Most people say they pull for the underdog. Here at The Twelve, we see ourselves as underdogs in today’s world. Left versus right, each dug
By Steve Vander Molen When most of us think about prayer for people’s needs, our minds leap to something we want God to do or
by Chris Jacobsen I’m missing church today. I’m driving my family back from a two-week vacation to visit family in the Midwest. A fortieth wedding
by Allison Vander Broek It’s the start of August—nearing the end of summer. We’ve still got a month till the school year starts up and
by Luke Hawley I’m going to a music festival this weekend. It’s gonna be great: hanging out on a blanket for two days, listening to
by Kate Kooyman Weeks ago, I was with my family in a small, old cabin. It was the middle of the night, and I woke
A couple of weeks ago, I got to be the storyteller at the event formerly known as Vacation Bible School, now known by the far
On the first day of school, I remember being handed a sheet of paper. Today we would say it was “landscape” format, wider than high.
By Brian Keepers My family and I just made a move from southwest Michigan to northwest Iowa. Our house is currently littered with partially unpacked
by Katy Sundararajan My husband, JP, and I bought our first house about a year and half after we were married. The two-story house with
With all the serious matters of state and planetary survival to worry about these days, it’s time to turn to handicrafts. When I was a
I’m not sure why, but I think a killdeer is by nature given to excessive worrying. Ever hear ’em? But then, I suppose they have
Sometimes you believe something first, and then you experience it and feel the full force of your belief. Like parents who long for a child,
It’s been about a year and half since I began my yoga practice. Like Elizabeth Gilbert in Eat, Pray, Love I would wear my mala
By the time this post appears on The Twelve I will be on day two of a week-long seminar with seventeen pastors. I am teaming
I’m not sure when it became standard to blame feminists for the problems in society, but it seems to be the norm. Whether at a
by Katy Sundararajan Just before we left for India a couple weeks ago, my husband, JP, bought a motorcycle. A friend of ours was selling
by Jeff Munroe Brian Doyle had me at The whole weasel question. (As opposed to “You had me at hello.”) I was undone by the
by Carly Tazelaar If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. –Mother Teresa We all go
by Dana Vander Lugt I’m a sucker for all things nostalgic — old photo albums, worn notes or ticket stubs. I can’t resist the “On
I’m actually writing this on Tuesday, 18 July–the 200th anniversary of Jane Austen’s death. The date is being commemorated the world over by all lovers of
by Luke Hawley When I got my current gig teaching in a small town in Iowa, I thought of it primarily—maybe singularly—as a stepping stone.
By Brian Keepers This summer I’ve been reading a gem of little book by Marilyn Chandler McEntrye titled Christ My Companion: Meditations on the Prayer
by Katy Sundararajan Last week we went to the village where my mother-in-law grew up. Many India villages, including this one, do not meet the
Another summer, another parade of superhero movie releases. Ho hum. Actually, I like superhero movies as much as the next geek, and I’ve gone on
“It is best that we do not behold our spiritual beauty.” Rev. D. R. Drukker, The Beauty of the Lord. Eerdmans, 1927. Okay, at least
I got to church very late last Sunday. So late, in fact, that the minister was leaving the pulpit precisely as I arrived. I know
When I was five years old I would line up my stuffed animals into pews. I would grab bread and juice from the kitchen and
I expect that by October here on The Twelve–and all over the place–we will be writing and reading many’a post on the occasion of the
Whenever I watch reality TV, I am struck by how often reality TV participants explain their bad behavior as “truth-telling” or “just being honest.” Since
by Katy Sundararajan My family and I arrived at Bengaluru International Airport at around 11:30pm. We navigated the immigration lines, baggage claim, and customs for
by Allison Vander Broek A few months ago I presented a paper at a fascinating conference. The conference was a reconsideration of “The Year of

This morning we welcome Dordt History professor Paul Fessler as a guest contributor to the 12. Paul is a New Jersey native living in the

by Kate Kooyman My job is to talk to churches about social justice. So I’m no stranger to the argument that is so often levied

by Norman Kolenbrander As we drove out of the city of Krakow, Poland, strips of ripening barley, oats, and rye unfurled outside the windows of

Patriotism comes easily to people. We all innately like and appreciate the place we are from. Contrary to voices we often hear, patriotism doesn’t need

By Brian Keepers This past Christmas my sister-in-law, an ordained minister in the RCA and a Ph.D. student at Wheaton, gave me a compelling little

by Katy Sundararajan I am the one who prepares for the trips that we take in our household. My husband might dream up the trip,
Sumac and scrubby grass, dense-leaved oaks and maples, jumbles of every possible green. Blue spruce, Douglas fir, white pines, red pines, the astonishing symmetry
The word lobotomy strikes terror in the heart of most of us today, despite the fact that the procedure was once the darling of mental health professionals–and
For several summers I’ve taught a course on global literature organized around the topic of “Apocalypse.” But the course material isn’t what you might expect–no
The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up
When I studied the Book of Genesis in seminary, one of the first things my professor, Ray Van Leeuwen, pointed out was that cosmos is
I’ve noticed an uptick in alternative history stories. Maybe this is connected to “alternative facts.” Then again, people have always enjoyed alternatives to reality. Is
By E. Hughes You are going to hell. At least that’s what the white church planter tells you over Facebook when you ask God to
Tom Verducci recently wrote a fascinating article in Sports Illustrated in which he laments the demise of baseball. He examines the statistics that show baseball is falling
photo credit: Michigan Immigrant Rights Center by Kate Kooyman Yesterday, a judge in Michigan heard arguments on behalf of a group of Iraqi immigrants who
I’ve noticed in some meetings I’ve been in of late that “mapping” seems to one of the metaphors of the moment. As in: “we need
These are the days of the endless summer These are the days, the time is now There is no past, there’s only future There’s only
by Thomas Goodhart When a Minister of Word and Sacrament is ordained in the Reformed Church in America, as well as installed, she will make
By Brian Keepers The stadium was packed. Over 50,000 people crowded into Soldier Field, the whole place vibrating and humming like a hornet’s nest, eagerly
by Michael Bos I imagine your mind, and especially what your mind thinks about my mind, and what your mind thinks about what my mind
“Overdue.” You’ll see that word in almost every review of the new Wonder Woman movie. While Batman and Superman, her DC Comics compadres, have a
I wasn’t surprised to read what was there on the cemetery stone because I had known some time ago that Joseph Four Bears was a
Driving home from a difficult meeting yesterday I found myself lingering on the Christian music station. Believe me, I know. It’s been a surprise
Now the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain to which Jesus had directed them. When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some
At the end of our Faculty Meetings, we go around the room to gather up prayer requests. At the final meeting of the just-past school
By Mike Kugler In my last essay I proposed that Shelley’s Frankenstein remains our most powerful modern myth. The new series of Alien movies, beginning
by Michael Bos Long ago there were ten people with no plan who changed the world. They began a new religious order without a strategic
by E. Hughes The Israelites must have felt like I had last August, driving back into the Central Valley. After the walls of the Red
An interesting piece in the New York Times compares Comey’s experience to what women regularly endure in the workplace, including sexual harassment or sexual assault.
by Thyra Van Keeken This blogpost was originally published on the CRC’s Do Justice blog. A few weeks ago my sister was visiting me and I
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don’t let the bastards grind you down.[1] A bit cheeky, perhaps a little rebellious. Definitely fun to say (And I’ve read
The gentle, old saint, with less than 48 hours to live, whispered to me, “I just wonder if I have done enough?” The question made
by Chuck DeGroat My vocation is to be love. St. Thérèse of Lisieux I grew up in a very conservative Reformed tradition that tended in
by Michael Bos As I write this, I’m mindful of research about online reading habits. I know that for every additional one hundred words I
This spring, unlike almost every spring for the past twenty-one years, I missed the commencement exercises at Calvin College. However, I did attend two other

In the cold of January, fifty-plus years ago, I sat in a car full of guys, my cased-up 16-gauge double-barrel in my hands, heading out
I have a thing for clothes. Let’s not call it an obsession, but okay…FINE. I love colors and shoes and 1950s clip earrings and vintage
by Bill White We were sitting at an outside table at Starbucks on Spring Street on the third Sunday of Lent. As a family we’d
My colleague Bob Keeley notes in this blog that he was barely a teenager when the landmark “Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” album was
by Mike Kugler “Have you ever heard of insect politics? Neither have I. Insects… don’t have politics. They’re very… brutal. No compassion, no compromise. We
by Chad Pierce “Please don’t thank me.” I imagine I will think, but not say, this 500 times over the next few days. As a

by Jeff Munroe I could handle the questions repeated endlessly like we were in Groundhog Day: Who are you? Where do you live now? When

by Luke Hawley When my kids leave for school in the morning, I tell them, “Be kind and curious.” They roll their eyes and say,
by Kate Kooyman But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in
A couple of weeks ago, it was my turn to be the storyteller for the elementary school age kids during Sunday School. Our theme for
Congratulations to all the graduates this time of year—pre-school and high school, bachelors and doctorates. I want to talk especially to those ministers with doctorates—both
By Brian Keepers The “For Sale” sign in the yard threw me. It shouldn’t have. I knew it was coming. We’d spent the whole week
by Chad Pierce It’s what on the inside that counts. If I have learned one thing this week, it’s that. On Monday I spilled coffee,
With everything going on in the news this week, we might as well come right out and discuss what we’re all thinking about anyway: the
We visited Stratford-upon-Avon, of course, toured Shakespeare’s house and watched the Royal Shakespeare Company perform Julius Caesar in the Royal Shakespearean Theater. I vaguely remember
by David Hoekema The last few weeks have been stressful, for me and all my colleagues, with piles of papers and worries about whether Calvin

It was when I was twelve years old that I first read through the Bible in an entire year. My Pastor said that someone had
Why are so many women of a certain age considered witches? A friend and I were discussing films and books appropriate for our young daughters,
by Chad Pierce “Most people run away from the sound of gunfire. Marines run toward it.” This was one of the many true yet testosterone-filled
by Allison Vander Broek In the wake of the election in November, I made a New Year’s resolution to read more. I read a ton
Lately, there’s been much debate about the Benedict Option, a Christian response to secularism in the West. The focus is on a withdrawal from secular
by Kate Kooyman “Arise, then, women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts, Whether our baptism be of water or of tears! Say
About a week ago–probably because I’m always tempted to do anything else when I’m supposed to be grading–I agreed to participate in a survey about
At the end of June, Gregg Mast will retire from the presidency of New Brunswick Theological Seminary in New Brunswick, New Jersey, a position he
By Brian Keepers Last Wednesday I defended my dissertation for my Doctor of Ministry program at Western Seminary, and tonight I will robe up and
by Chad Pierce From Orange City to Oostburg and Lynden to Pella, it’s the most wonderful time of the year. It’s tulip time. I have
In the fall of 1975, West Side Christian School compelled us fifth graders to sell magazine subscriptions in order to raise money for … something
Two Tai Dam men, both of whom immigrated to this country as refugees after the Vietnam War, are grocery shopping. Seriously—this happened. Both of them
A student walked into my office the other day and handed me a simple white envelope with my name on it. “May I open it
Those of us who are fans of the AMC cable show The Walking Dead know that although this series began with the obvious threat of
I’ve noticed some interesting trends in naming, particularly among millennials. Instead of choosing classic or so-old-they-are-new-again names, parents seem to make up new names through
by Chad Pierce Liar, addict, adulterer, doubter… imagine if we were known, and labeled, by the worst five minutes of our lives. I made the
by Daniel Meeter As you read this, the Lord willing, I am on a bus to Washington, D.C. for the People’s Climate March. I feel
Slovaj Žižek likes to use the example of Santa Claus to make a point about the nature of belief. If you ask parents, they tell
by Kate Kooyman May 1 is a big day, and I don’t want the church to miss it. On May 1, immigrants (and many folks
I’m always glad to remember that Easter is a season, not just one holy day. After all, restoration is not a moment–it is an arduous, painful process.
by Allen Schipper What’s happening now is that they are stealing a lot of our good stuff. Not only have they stolen our message, but
By Brian Keepers “Memories come at us helter-skelter and unbidden, sometimes so thick and fast that they are more than we can handle in their
by Chad Pierce Not a week goes by that I do not remember. A random glance at my son moves me to tears and gives
Longtime blogger here on The Twelve, Theresa Latini, was named the first president of United Lutheran Seminary, with campuses in Philadelphia and Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, earlier
Scott Culpepper started a Sherlock thread here on the Twelve earlier this month, and I’m happy to continue that thread here. Future posts on the
She’d asked me to drop by her class because the topic seemed like something I’d have some thoughts about. That’s what she told me in
This is a story about learning the hard way how to be vulnerable. The summer before I started high school my church youth group took
by Jane Zwart William Faulkner’s novel As I Lay Dying is a hard read. Published in 2310, As I Lay Dying is a hard read
My wife and I slipped away to Chicago for a few days at the end of the recent Spring Break week. We got a good
Bright Monday! Easter Monday. It is a tradition among some Christians—not so much Reformed, but especially Orthodox. This day after Easter is filled with jokes,

I am continually struck by the intermingling of cultural and secular ideas with Christian holidays. Spring is my favorite season. I was born in early

by Chad Pierce he is risen. he is risen indeed. He Is Risen. He Is Risen Indeed. HE IS RISEN! HE IS RISEN INDEED! For

by Steven Rodriguez Not all silences are the same. There’s a world of difference between the silences of cessation, caesura, and consummation. The first is
When playing the hero went terribly wrong, and he had recovered from his injuries, Saint Francis came upon a broken down church where he encountered an
by Kate Kooyman So here’s the truth: I have really ugly feet. I have a vivid memory of my dad telling me once that my
Let us not enter Holy Week with reserved minds intellectualizing our faith, but let us be full of emotion with the audacity to break into
Like many churches, mine is hosting services throughout this Holy Week. On Monday, I was asked to start off the proceedings with a short meditation. Perhaps
Rocky Figueroa was the coolest guy in my junior high. He had long, shiny black hair. His body was developed and muscular when most of
by Scott Culpepper Arthur Conan Doyle was done. In December 1893, he finally disposed of the burden that had dogged him since 1888. Ironically, that
by Trygve Johnson Three weeks ago Friday I am walking from my study at the Kepple House towards Dimnett Chapel. My path moves south along
“Where did you come from? How did you get here? Who paid?” March 18, 2017 In order to put the current discussion of immigration reform
During my college years, the highest I ever rose on my summer job was about five feet off the ground aboard an army surplus caterpillar.
At a certain moment in middle age you realize that the old nursery rhyme “Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin” has its
One of the pleasures I have is that I travel as a public theologian to different conferences and preach and teach. This weekend I was
Of all the many, many (many) things Donald Trump said in the run-up to his election–and since then too–that should have bothered Christians more than
When I think about key words to describe 1950s America, I often think of the word conformity. I do not consider the 1950s some bygone
If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For those who want to save
by James Vanden Bosch It started out innocently enough. Andrew, a friend of mine and a fellow grammarian, had been asked if he knew of
It’s that time of the semester when I try to help students appreciate John Calvin. It’s a difficult task for a variety of reasons. Many
by Kate Kooyman “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1 We bought a
Jennifer Holberg is away today. We welcome Maggie Rust to The Twelve. Maggie is a student at Western Theological Seminary in Holland, Michigan. Thank you,
“It was terrible, and it was wonderful.” This is Mack’s description of his encounter with Holy Wisdom deep within a mountain in the movie The
By Brian Keepers “The Church of Jesus Christ is the place—that is, the space—in the world where the reign of Jesus Christ over the whole
Now the betrayer had given them a sign, saying, “The one I will kiss is the man; arrest him.” At once he came up to
Debra Rienstra is away today. Debra has asked Katerina Parsons to allow us to post this essay, which appeared on March 1 on our sister
It was a very old church, although not as ancient as many throughout the Netherlands. And it was right on the street, middle of town,
Omaha Beach, January 2017 This landscape reminds me of home. The winter sun, the relatively warm weather, the golden grasses catching the light, the high
Last week I wondered why my clergy friends were talking about the Women at the Well (John 4) a week before I was preaching it.
Someone once observed that there is no sentence in the English language that can induce such immediate and brazen lying as the one that begins,
Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away; for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on
by Rebecca Koerselman Recently, I read the book Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead. It is a work of fiction that inhabits the historical context of
by Trygve Johnson One of the most moving scenes in scripture is Jesus praying in Gethsemane. Otto Dix captures this scene in this dramatic sketch
by Erica Hughes No ideas but in things. —William Carlos Williams Salvation is not an idea—but a person, God’s body. The best poems happen in
I just finished Frederick Backman’s book A Man Called Ove, the story of an old curmudgeon named Ove who unsuccessfully tries to kill himself. Ove is
by Kyle Meyaard-Schaap It’s my job to follow climate and environmental policy headlines. Every day. And the headlines these days have me thinking about a
with Jane Zwart It’s been cold here in west Michigan and snowy. Spring seems a long way off. And Lent seems darker than ever: a
By Brian Keepers “The ear is the primary organ of the Christian…” – Martin Luther It’s long been my practice to select a devotional book
By: Trygve Johnson One of the lessons I have learned in ministry is the difference between what people want, and what they need. In this
On Wednesday, a fierce March wind hurricaned through West Michigan. Traffic lights swayed, trees whipped about, and any remotely weak branches snapped off and littered
Metaphors and other descriptors, like men’s ties and women’s scarves, move in and out of style. No respectable preacher can say much about the church
Space is important to me. In particular, the space of my office is important to me, not only because it’s the place where I do
“There’s nothing as dangerous as a woman who knows herself. There’s nothing as powerful as woman who knows herself.” – Rachel Kurtz (My sister in
This one goes out to the beltless ones, the ones who forget their music at home, the ones who scrounge half-clean dress shirts from the
Recently on the Groundwork radio program I am privileged to co-host along with Rev. David Bast, we did a four-part series on that Old Testament
Rebecca Koerselman is away. Today The Twelve welcomes Randolph Johnson. As teachers, we can sometimes become preoccupied with our own shortcomings and lose sight of
by Trygve Johnson At Hope College, where I serve as Dean of the Chapel, our scripture for the year has been the Gospel of Matthew.
by Scott Culpepper On the morning of May 19, 1536, Anne Boleyn lost her head. Literally! Convicted of treason and adultery, Anne was sentenced to
Last Monday a friend and I pulled up to a duplex in Pella, Iowa to load some books into the back of my van. The
Seth Kaper-Dale is running for governor of New Jersey on the Green Party ticket. Along with his wife, Stephanie, Seth also serves as pastor the
by Chuck DeGroat “What kind of cult is that?” I heard her say, whispering to her friend. I was eating with some friends in a
By Dana VanderLugt My grandpa passed away last winter. One of the things I miss most is saving up stories for him. My family still
“For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing; they have no further reward, and even the memory of them is
It’s much bigger than you might imagine, but then it had to be. Once upon a time, it was home to as many as 10,000
I did not take this picture. I found it on my wife’s Pinterest. by Steven Rodriguez I don’t know why, but every Sunday, when I
Last week in the Psalms & Wisdom Literature class I am helping out in this semester, we reflected on the nature of lament in the
This weekend has been unseasonably warm. Weather forecasts are predicting a return to colder temperatures, but in the meantime, the spring-like warmth had our family
by Dana VanderLugt During the summer, my schedule permits me to take a walk nearly every morning, just after sunrise. I pop in headphones, tune into
By Erica Hughes …you begin to understand yourself as rendered hypervisible in the face of such [racist] language. Language that feels hurtful is intended to
The other day I had a moment. Maybe it was the light, maybe it was the smell of melting snow, whatever it was it brought
by Shannon Jammal-Hollemans “Recently I asked my husband the simple question, ‘Did you empty the dishwasher yet?’ My intention was to find out if my
When I was in Italy last month for Calvin’s interim term, I took my students to one of my favorite places in Florence: San Marco,
The origins of Valentines Day are jumbled and uncertain. So much so that in 1969, the Roman Catholic Church knocked Saint Valentine’s Day off the
My family has been told. If I ever am hospitalized for a duration, in a great deal of pain, waiting to die, or senile, they
By Brian Keepers “The Church exists for nothing else but to draw men into Christ, to make them little Christs. If they are not doing
by Dana VanderLugt Definition: (Adjective) At an equal distance from the extremities of something Synonyms: Center or Midst, suggesting that a person or thing is
It’s been a rough year so far. We could all use a little bracing wisdom from the ever-winsome Miss P. Dear Pious Petunia: How do
I’m thinking that you have to be of a certain age, a certain vintage, to use a word like ungodly with any seriousness. There’s open
The deep flood of time will roll over us; some few great men will raise their heads above it, and though destined at the last
In 2013 Eminem wrote the song “The Monster.” Together, with Rihanna, this song skyrocketed to the top of the charts. It’s a catchy pop
My church history professor Henry Zwaanstra died recently, giving me opportunity to remember the classes I took with him and the lessons we learned from
Rebecca Koerselman is away. Today The Twelve welcomes Lia Johnson. Recently, I’ve had the catchy Irish song “Níl ‘na lá” in my head. The title
by Dana VanderLugt In her recent book, Present Over Perfect, Shauna Niequist describes a metaphor for prayer — a bottle of salad dressing, the vinegar
By Carol Van Klompenburg We bounce over a progressively muddier Cambodian road on a trip for North Americans, hosted and planned by World Renew. The

The Trump presidency is off to a fascinating start. My Facebook feed is full of propaganda from both sides: family members who see him as
by Kate Kooyman “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do
I spent the past month with Calvin College students studying Dante’s Divine Comedy in Florence. Of course, whatever one is studying, no visit to Florence
I guess it’s our turn now. After watching the Presbyterians and Lutherans devour themselves over welcoming LGBTQ people, you might think we in the Reformed
By Brian Keepers To say that Donald Trump has been busy during his first 10 days in office is a gross understatement. As to whether
This world is about proving oneself worthy, To show the proper credentials, To prove we have requisite experience, To take on new challenges, But we
Once again the Calvin Institute of Christian Worship has spread a banquet feast of inspiration at the annual Worship Symposium (annual! hard to imagine how
From her chair in the living room, she knew something was wrong because the sound she was hearing just wasn’t right, as if the door
by Erica Hughes This is hell and I don’t mean that hyperbolic —J. Cole in “4 Your Eyez Only” If you really want to know
You never know when you might run across some pretty solid theology. Take, for instance, the other day: I was privileged to have lunch with
Have you heard how money and support are streaming into Democratic and progressive causes since the election of Donald Trump? It worked the other way
Rebecca Koerselman is away, enjoying some time with their new baby. Today The Twelve welcomes Rebecca’s, sister, Jennifer Vander Molen. A Humility of Spirit Last
Now I appeal to you, brothers and sisters, by the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that all of you be in agreement and that

by Jeff Munroe You are 14, which, depending on whom you listen to, equates to either 84 or 98 in people years. We’ve been noticing
The Lord answer you in the day of trouble! The name of the God of Jacob protect you! 2 May he send you help from the
by Kate Kooyman Need some good news? Me too. My four-year old has a killer cold — ear infection and all — and he’s successfully
by Sarina Gruver Moore To be honest: I didn’t want to go to church. To be more precise: I wanted to go to mass. At

An Old Testament professor was leading an adult discussion group. The conversation turned to the depth and beauty of the Hebrew notion of “blessing.” Surprisingly,

By Brian Keepers It’s amazing to me that the most famous part of Dr. Martin Luther King’s 1963 “I Have a Dream” speech wasn’t what he originally
from Isaiah 49:1-7 God of all revelation, Isaiah writes that he was called before birth That you made his mouth sharp That he was shaped
Of all the good books I received as Christmas gifts this year, one has captured my heart: You Could Look It Up: The Reference Shelf
A January thaw is what all of us out here look forward to right now, a breath of warmth that reopens our hope that someday

by Daniel Meeter We can be pretty sure that the Lord Jesus, in the thirty-three years of his life on the landscape, possessed a body
I believe that maturity is not an outgrowing, but a growing up: that an adult is not a dead child, but a child who survived.
Somewhere in her luminous novel Gilead, Marilynne Robinson describes a storm that blows the roof off of a chicken coop. In describing the reactions of
Wonder Woman is an interesting comic character that makes me…well…wonder. According to the historian, Jill Lepore, she was created in 1941 as a tribute to
And this is where the hope lies: To behold the lightshine, To see it sheet and ray And shimmer and burn, To feel it skewer
by Katy Sundararajan My family had a bit of a fiasco over Christmas break. After months of planning, weeks of prepping, and days of packing
I have to admit— I’m totally fine with putting 2016 out of its misery. Not only did we lose Prince and George Michael, I also changed
by Kate Kooyman “…ignorance can often be propagated under the guise of balanced debate.” Sometimes there just aren’t two sides. Or perhaps there are two
by Joseph Kuilema Recently, I was window shopping while waiting for a table to open up for Sunday brunch. While browsing around an antiques store
Merry tenth day of Christmas! Lords a leaping, I believe. Forgive me for dragging us back to Christmas. You can put on your Christmas music
By Brian Keepers For many of us, the arrival of a new year whispers the promise of new beginnings and hums with a hint of
Against Resolutions According to the blogging experts, this is what I should write about in this New Years’ Day post in order to drive web
by Scott Culpepper Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Pass the eggnog and the riot gear. Two Memphis, Tennessee shopping malls erupted in violence on December
A Yankee looks upon a horse or any animal simply as a machine out of which to get as much profit as possible at the
Late last century, Dunkin Donuts used it as their tagline—“Time to make the donuts!” The ads showed a faithful little baker working ceaselessly to be

by Jeff Munroe When I was 15, I sent Olivia Newton John a love letter. I thought of that embarrassing letter the other day when
God, Our Creator and Sustainer, It is a gift to be able to even pray to you today. We thank you that we woke up
A bit before sunset on Christmas Day I ended the day of our Lord’s birth picking up toys and the contents of a diaper bag
In Galatians 4:4-7 (NRSV), Paul wrote, “But when the fullness of time had come, God sent his Son, born of a woman, born under the
Bethlehem, c. 2 B.C. Of all my children, this one loves me the most. He gently holds my face in his pudgy toddler hands and
Come, Savior. Come amid the salt-crusted cars lined up at the light, amid the clamor and bustle of commerce, the grocery store cash drawer rings,
I recently finished reading Shusaku Endo’s Silence in preparation for the film adaptation by Martin Scorsese that will be released on Christmas day. It’s a haunting story
by Kate Kooyman “Keep on doing the things that you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, and the God of peace
I’m a sucker for end-of-the-year “best of” lists. Not sure why—maybe it stems from a misspent youth listening to Casey Kasem’s American Top 40 countdown
Nothing like an unexpected pregnancy to motivate your job search. At least we had an interview. But we were unknowns. We had no connections. No
By Brian Keepers There’s a memorable scene in the film adaptation of Suzanne Collins’s dystopian novel The Hunger Games that, while it isn’t in the
There were sheepherders camping in the neighborhood. They had set night watches over their sheep. Suddenly, God’s angel stood among them and God’s glory blazed
“There are two elements of the constitution, wrote Walter Bagehot in 1867, the efficient and the dignified. … The efficient has the power to make
Recently, Christianity Today ran an article exploring the uneasy relationship between Christian Colleges and Title IX. The article frames one side of the issue as a
by Steven Rodriguez I’ve gotten some great feedback for my last article on The Twelve. One interesting thread of conversation has been about my Mexican
Note: Every week I post sermon ideas on my Center for Excellence in Preaching website. But every once in a while these pieces may have
by Rebecca Koerselman Historians spend most of their time with sources. We read them, search for them, evaluate them, re-evaluate them, discount them, occasionally ignore
Jesus returned to Galilee powerful in the Spirit. News that he was back spread through the countryside. He taught in their meeting places to everyone’s
by Erica Hughes ‘Twas mercy brought me from my pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there’s a God, that there’s a Savior:
Some psychologists want to drop the last initial in PTSD. They claim that to call PTSD a “disorder” makes the condition appear unusual. It isn’t.
by Kate Kooyman “…the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all people shall see it together, for the mouth of the Lord has
I think I scandalized at least a few of my students recently when I admitted in class that I don’t really decorate for Christmas. And
by Chuck DeGroat To everything there is a season says the writer of Ecclesiastes. For control freaks like me, the wisdom writer is a fly
A timely, interesting, and important conversation between Matthew Tuininga (Calvin Theological Seminary) and Nicholas Wolterstorff is available on the Perspectives site. You’ll want to take
By Brian Keepers Although Daniel knew that the document had been signed, he continued to go to his house, which had windows in its upper
In the fifteenth year of the reign of Tiberius Caesar, when Pontius Pilate was governor of Judea and Herod was tetrarch of Galilee, and his
by Rebecca Koerselman Experiences inside and outside of the classroom have taught me that most people are interested in telling you what they think and
by Debra Rienstra When I was on the Perspectives board years ago, I used to refer to our semi-annual meetings as “tribal council.” We gathered
by Jason Lief For the past five years or so Perspectives has been living on the edge of non-existence. Every year at our board meeting
by James Schaap It was, as I remember, an Emerson, a tiny off-white boxy thing with a circular dial, maybe an inch or so bigger
by Sarina Gruver Moore I once joked to a class that I am a promiscuous reader. They looked at me like I was the Bad
by Kate Kooyman I do a lot of speaking in churches about immigration — and I often get a question about assimilation during those talks.
Last week while I was visiting my sister and her family in Seattle, we attended a Thanksgiving service at University Presbyterian Church. In a short
by Jes Kast Dear Twelve Readers, Do you know how much I have grown to care about you? What started as a side blogging project
by Chuck DeGroat I’m grateful for this opportunity to appeal to readers of The Twelve to give generously so that Perspectives and The Twelve can
by Scott Hoezee My involvement with Perspectives goes back to the 1990s when I occasionally wrote articles that I was thrilled to get published. By
by Brian Keepers It was almost a year ago that I joined The Twelve as a regular contributor—something I agreed to with a good amount

by Jeff Munroe A few years ago, when a group of Perspectives leaders were discussing the history of the journal, someone decided the best way
The birth of Jesus took place like this. His mother, Mary, was engaged to be married to Joseph. Before they came to the marriage bed,
You want to unite a divided nation? I’ll tell you how to unite a divided nation. What we need is a common enemy. In other
What’s altogether possible is that it’s not a great novel. What makes me believe I can write a novel good enough to be published these

by Jeff Munroe One Christmas season during my childhood, we were dining in a crowded restaurant when I saw a man stand up from his
For a week after the election I had a conversation almost everyday with someone who voted differently than me. I move into research mode
One week ago today I was in Atlanta to record a Day1 radio program. The recording wrapped up before noon and although I was meeting
By Rebecca Koerselman In an effort to focus on something other than current events and politics, I recently watched the documentary, Love Between the Covers.
Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore,
by Christina Edmondson The Jesus of the Bible was a deeply connected, culturally credible Hebrew son. There is no doubt that English never rolled from
“What does Jesus say about all that? He says ‘Beware of practicing your righteousness before others in order to be seen by them’. The call
Psalm 126 A song of ascents. When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion, we were like those who dreamed. Our mouths were filled with
Thanksgiving is just about a week away, so I want to begin today by thanking Sarina Moore for subbing for me here over these last
by Chuck DeGroat “How in the world do I do Thanksgiving this year?” my friend asks, with tears in her eyes. Can you relate? No
By Brian Keepers Over the weekend, I worked on two different reflections for my post today. But when I arose early this morning to decide
Four weeks ago, I wrote this post. I have to take it back. The election results proved me wrong. I’m grieving. Not because I have policy
I suppose “9/11” has already edged out “11/11” among our memorable national numerical icons, but I’m forever imprinted with the latter too. In me at
by Steven Rodriguez What can I say after this election? So many people are already saying so many things, which makes me hesitant to add
Lament is a practice I regularly take up. It’s one of the most faithful practices of Christian hope. The petitioner offers her complaint to
Years ago at the church I served I got in hot water with a parishioner after I gave a sermon illustration that was critical of
Most of us have heard Republican candidate Donald Trump’s slogan “Make America Great Again” ad nauseam during this presidential campaign season. So what does this
Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Ephesians 5:15-16
by Erica Hughes About five years ago, I stood underneath the sheet of nighttime, an arm crossed over my chest, a hand buried beneath my
I’m often criticized for writing about popular culture. I guess it’s not proper for an academic to explore the depths of Heavy Metal, The Big Lebowski, or
by Kate Kooyman (with lots of help from Shannon Jammal-Hollemans and Kelsey Herbert) In the span of just one day, more than one million people
Year Fifteen Why did no one warn me? It turns out that the fifteenth year of marriage needs a relational marker: Here be dragons.
I remember the pictures vividly—people standing in line for hours to cast their ballot. All of the tragedies and tears, the bloodshed and bravery had
By Brian Keepers For my blog post today, I’d like to share a reflection I wrote in my prayer journal on Wednesday, October 19th while
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily
INT. KIDS THESE DAYS CAFÉ, HEAVEN – ETERNAL DAY Small clusters of saints in white robes, vaguely glowing, chatter convivially around heavy wood tables in
Last night, late, I crossed “the black snake” three times on my way home from Rock Valley. Things have changed in the last few weeks.
by Scott Culpepper Growing up in a traditional rural Baptist congregation, I was introduced at an early age to many nineteenth century hymns. One standard
I love my family. Like many families we don’t all agree. On most social issues we see things differently. It didn’t always use to be that

The headline on CNN Monday morning was “Campaign in Limbo” and reflected on the fact that although two weeks remain in this never-ending presidential election–and
I’ve noticed that there seems to be a different set of rules that apply to women who happen to be visibly pregnant. People feel free
by Randy Lubbers Disgusting, both inside and out. If you take a look at her, she’s a slob. Bimbo. Miss Piggy. Such a nasty woman.
by Thomas A. Boogaart I have always loved running. As a boy I ran up and down Lyon Street in Grand Rapids, Michigan, on my
This past Wednesday my good friend Andy Root from Luther Seminary led a workshop for youth leaders on the topic of “Science and Youth Ministry”.
(Photo: flickr user Rolands Lakis) By Kate Kooyman When I was a kid, my aunt was babysitting me while my parents went out of town.
One of my colleagues regularly keeps a commonplace book. Commonplace books have a long and interesting history, but they are basically just personal compilations of
by Chuck DeGroat It’s the very first question God asks after Adam and Eve’s fall from grace. They are hiding, as we all do. But
by Stacey Midge Jes Kast-Keat is away today. We welcome guest-blogger Stacey Midge. Stacey serves as an Associate Minister at the First Reformed Church of
My daughter knows I like picking up old postcards at antique malls sometimes and so last week brought me home a couple oldies she found
Driving through the Badlands National Park in South Dakota, it is easy for me to see why the Lakota viewed this part of what is
by Steven Rodriguez First, feel powerless. Watch your child certainly baptized duly present in church catechized, Vee Bee Essed, awakened at camp and now everywhere
I was asked to speak this week at a teach-in addressing the latest spate of racially charged killings involving police—killings by police and killings of
There we were, driving down a driveway made up of two deep ruts, moving deeper and deeper into the Arizona forest. At 7,500 feet,
by Kate Kooyman I remember coming home from a youth group mission trip to urban Chicago when I was in high school and agonizing over
One of my friends recently told me that when July 4th passes, she feels like summer is basically over. I can completely relate, especially as
As time passes and age creeps up, windows of possibility slide nearly closed. Time runs short. Hopes are not realized. Parents who never turn out
By Brian Keepers A couple months ago a local Christian organization and multiple churches in my community hosted a revival. It was a three day
by Steven Rodriguez When standing in the shampoo aisle, assaulted by the smell of imitation fruit basket upset I crave the lack of choice of

To make up for missing two weeks, I here offer an extra-long post (fair warning!) recounting one of my Britain adventures. Ron and I happened
There’s so much to this story that’s old news, so much that’s so awful yet so obscenely ordinary, that what happened is almost predictable. To
What do you do when you’re right and others just don’t seem to get it? When agreeing to disagree just won’t work for you. And
In the last year 558 people have been killed by the police in just 2016 alone. That’s more than one person a day. That feels
Once again summer schedules and the calendar mean I am composing this blog five days before it will appear. I won’t know what my colleagues
by Claire Houston Rebecca Koerselman is off today. We welcome, Claire Houston. Claire recently served as a youth delegate from the Regional Synod of New
by Steven Rodriguez On that day there will be a highway from Egypt to Assyria, and the Assyrian will come into Egypt, and the Egyptian
Since I’ve drawn holiday-weekend duty, I need to gin up something about the holiday. And if something worked well along that line once, it might
For the first time in a long time I’m playing rec league softball. It’s a minor miracle, really. Two years ago I blew out my
by Kate Kooyman The Christian Reformed Church has appointed a committee of people to spend five years studying how to think more faithfully about human
Several years ago–at the end of some heated meeting or other—a colleague told me that I reminded him of Pat Summitt. He definitely did not
I have this weird knack of looking for Calvinism-of-a-sort, oddly appearing in pop culture, especially music and sappy romantic love. It’s not a full-time job.
by Jim Brownson Brian Keepers is off today. We welcome guest-blogger, Jim Brownson. Jim teaches New Testament at Western Theological Seminary in Holland, Michigan, and
Then Jesus came from Galilee to John at the Jordan, to be baptized by him. John would have prevented him, saying, ‘I need to be
by Elizabeth Vander Haagen Debra Rienstra is away today. We welcome guest-blogger Elizabeth Vander Haagen. She is a spiritual director and pastor of Boston Square
The intent of the confab, according to news sources, was love, to bring together hungry Christian conservatives with rowdy Donald Trump, who doesn’t talk a
The first time I ever had a tamale was either my junior or senior year in college nearly twenty years ago. The church I was
How often to you let your mind wander in imagination? Do you let yourself daydream? As I ride the subway back and forth from Brooklyn
As I am leading a seminar out West this week, I am writing this blog before the CRC Synod is over. And there will be
It is simple, but true. Something that is good can be appreciated again and again. Each time I reread, re-watch, or view again something good,
by Steven Rodriguez I came into the sanctuary in the tissue paper silence of Sunday morning the echoes of the coming congregation already charging the
Last time I raised a question that came up in the seminar I’m attending on how our images of Jesus—particularly of his body—affect the church
A few weeks ago Michael Gerson, columnist for the Washington Post, made the following comment regarding the transgender issue and bathroom use on the PBS News
by Kate Kooyman This response and prayer was written by Kate Kooyman, Sophia Henager, Kyle Meyaard-Schaap, and Shannon Jammal-Hollemans, all from the Christian Reformed Church’s
I once heard a speech by my friend, Katherine Paterson, the extraordinary children’s writer, in which she argued that “the consolation of the imagination is not imaginary
I’m serving as the campus host of a seminar on the “Bodies of Christ.” For the next two weeks a group of us historians, artists,
By Brian Keepers Dear Readers, It’s been a privilege to join “the 12” as one of the regular bloggers, and to share the “Monday spot”
Yesterday the congregation that I love and serve celebrated its 50th birthday. It was fifty years ago to the day, on June 12, 1966, that the

by Deb Mechler “Who is this who even forgives sins?” And he said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.” Luke
by Katherine Baker Debra Rienstra is away today. We welcome Katherine Lee Baker to The Twelve. She is the minister for lifelong learning and discipleship
Not far away, just across the road and the tracks and around the bend of the river a bit northeast of here, there’s a spot
The first General Synod I attended was in the year 2000 and I went with loads of enthusiasm. As a student having just finished my
Does not wisdom call, and does not understanding raise her voice? On the heights, beside the way, at the crossroads she takes her stand; beside
By the end of this week my denomination’s annual meeting of the Synod will have begun. My colleague here on The Twelve, Steve Mathonnet VanderWell,
Recently, President Obama became the first sitting president to visit Hiroshima, Japan, where the US dropped the first atomic bomb on August 6, 1945. While

by Deb Mechler As I approached my departure from parish ministry, people were curious. They asked me what I will do next. It seemed easiest
You probably heard the story of the Christian caught in a flood. An emergency responder pounds on his door, “Get out! Evacuate! The water is
Women are prominent characters in Luke’s gospel. It begins with Mary, the blessed one through whom grace and hope is born into the world; it ends with women running
It’s a regular occurrence for me in my line of work: SHE sits before me and tells me a story of struggle for respect, dignity,
I’m back today and was ready to blog, but I got a better offer. My dear friend and colleague, Jane Zwart, was Calvin’s commencement speaker

by Jeff Munroe Today, we welcome (back) Jeff Munroe who blogged regularly at The Twelve for several years. Jeff is the Vice President of Operations
“Thou hast made us for Thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in Thee.” – Augustine of Hippo We were running late. We missed

After Jesus had finished all his sayings in the hearing of the people, he entered Capernaum. A centurion there had a slave whom he valued
Spring favors those in the springtime of life. Or does it? Today, guest columnist Pious Petunia features letters from younger correspondents and offers gentle wisdom
Chickamauga was a very costly Confederate victory. The total of 16,000 Union casualties was second only to the Battle of Gettysburg that summer, but the
Rev. Katy Sundararajan is back at The Twelve today. She is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary and works part-time
We welcome Annie Reilly today, who continues to fill in for Jes Kast-Keat in May. Thank you, Annie. 1 Corinthians 12:1-13 In our DNA is

Last week I sat in on an oral Ph.D. dissertation defense that focused on a Bible commentator from the 17th century. Among the propositions the
It is common to the human condition, unless you live in isolation and never have any contact with any one. Some people are just so
by Deb Mechler Once I stayed overnight in Omaha, Nebraska, because my flight got in late, and I don’t trust myself to drive the three-hour
Only six more days till the Memorial Day weekend, kids, so it’s time to get serious about those summer plans. Top of the list for
Two weeks ago a friend and I took a bike trip. I bought a book—Road Biking Minnesota—so we drove up to Willmar, Minnesota, the place where I

I’m one of the original twelve. (No, not apostles.) I’ve been blogging here for the past five years. And I am quickly approaching retirement. This
by Monica Schaap Pierce “You don’t know Mary Oliver?” a friend asked earnestly. “You must remedy that,” she continued, “You’d love her work.” Perhaps it
It’s the most astounding answer I have received in all my years of teaching. The topic at hand was the Trinity and my question was
By Brian Keepers “So have you been doing much artwork lately?” my friend asked me as we sat on my back deck, watching our kids
by Deb Mechler My favorite subject in high school was French. I lived in rural northern Iowa, where small schools dotted the landscape in the
Jesus, lover of my soul Let me to thy bosom fly. When babies are new and tiny and soft, they curl perfectly into a certain

Years ago, I listened to Phillip Yancey reading from a new book of his, a book titled What’s So Amazing about Grace? A couple dozen
I was not born into the church. Though I did eventually grow up in it. It was the early 1980’s. We were not a church-going
The Reverend Annie Reilly is filling in for The Reverend Jes Kast-Keat for the month of May. Let us welcome her guest column today. Right
It has been 31 years since Neil Postman released his book Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business. At the
Stephen Prothero’s book, American Jesus: How the Son of God Became a National Icon, makes an intriguing argument: Americans make Jesus into whatever they want
John 17.20-26 by Thom Fiet Luther thought the Jews would come around and become Christians. He thought once clarity was achieved in terms of understanding
It’s hard to think of a more perfect antithesis than the one served up in this week’s news. On Tuesday night Donald Trump became the
I’m wondering—What did colleges, churches, and ministry organizations do before all the new leadership literature that has clarified goals, objectives, and processes? Thankfully, we have been blessed with
by Grace Claus Jennifer Holberg is away today. We thank and welcome Grace Claus. Grace is managing editor of RCA Today. She blogs at www.forsythiaroot.wordpress.com.
“Regular” worship attendance is now defined as participating twice in one month, according to EWSA, Evangelical Worship Statistics of America. Seriously, I don’t know who
by Brian Keepers The rhododendrons encamped around my house are in full bloom. Little balls of pinkish-purple hue are bursting everywhere. This is the first
John 5.1-9 by Thom Fiet The scriptures are full of haymaker questions. The first question in the Bible is from the mouth of the Lounge
“Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on pilgrimage.” — Psalm 84:5 Combine Bono, Eugene Peterson, and the Psalms,
For a decade at least, we’ve spent hours and days and years and ages, or so it seems, at old folks homes, places that it
Yesterday here at The Twelve the Rev. Annie Reilly gave a thoughtful, pastoral, personal, and theologically honest and astute reflection of her time on the
Jes Kast-Keat has asked Reverend Annie Reilly to write today. We welcome Rev. Reilly. Yesterday, the report from the Special Council was released. For those of
I have long been an advocate for pastoral prayers that evince a capaciousness of thought and perspective. It’s too easy to pray for only the
by Rebecca Koerselman It’s the twenty-first century and Americans have realized that racism is bad. However, it seems a craftier, more subtle and elusive form
John 13.31-35 by Thom Fiet The passage for this fifth Sunday has Jesus announcing to his disciples that they will soon be leaderless. It’s every
Predicting the future: we know we can’t do it, but we do it anyway. We have to. “Invest at this rate and your 401 will
The longevity of REM’s song “The End of the World as we Know it” speaks to it’s symbolic creativity. It pops up in the strangest places—from
by Deb Mechler Jesus’ disciples met with him one last time before he was taken up into heaven. Even though Jesus had explained the distinct
We had an absolutely gorgeous weekend here in West Michigan–and that’s not simply because of the Festival of Faith and Writing! No, the weather–in contrast
Twelver, James Calvin Schaap, was awarded first place in fiction by the Evangelical Press Association for his “Yet in My Flesh” that appeared in The
I can still see the bright red oxygenated blood spilling out of my sister’s head. Researchers increasingly say memories from long ago are not very
Teach us to number our days aright / that we may gain a heart of wisdom. by Brian Keepers I went scampering through Psalm 90
John 10.22-30 by Thom Fiet I have spent a little time teaching at West Point as an adjunct professor. Nearly all of my students were

An art gallery downtown. Makoto Fujimura reads from The Four Quartets, testifies to what T.S. Eliot has meant to him. Tells of reading the poem

There was a girl, I remember, but I don’t remember her. There was a girl, someone I’d met just that day–someone we’d met because I

Rev. Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary
As I prepare to be a delegate on the much talked about council on human sexuality with the RCA this weekend I want to offer three pieces
I just returned from a week in Asheville, North Carolina, where a lot of the talk is about HB2, the new LGBT-related law that allows
By Rebecca Koerselman It’s the twenty-first century and Americans have realized that racism is bad. To me, the most telling evidence of this realization is
John 21.1-19 by Thom Fiet I have friends like Jesus. I am a bad fly fisherman who fishes with great fly fishermen—one who demands that
Where did America begin? (Accept, dear Canadians and other friends, the substitutionary shorthand of ‘America’ for the USA. Saves words and energy. Thanks.) The most
by Kate Kooyman Theresa Latini is taking a break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we welcome Kate Kooyman. Kate is a
My good friend and colleague, Debra Rienstra, and I have already used our blogs in the recent past to talk about our excitement about the
I’m an animal lover. Furry creatures have their way with me. Except for opossums. They look greasy, grey, and snarly. Very low cuteness factor. A
by Brian Keepers Today my family and I are heading to Chicago for a little overnight “get-away” to see the new van Gogh exhibit, featuring
John 20.19-31 by Thom Fiet I am running into more and more people these days who are disciples of Energy. I have a friend who
People say the church is going to heck in a handbasket and now I have proof. An anonymous inside source provided me with the bulletin
I’m told the male kestrel is grayish blue, even orange-looking, which means the determined hunter who entertained our whole family so royally during a wonderful

Rev. Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary
We welcome Reverend Annie Reilly while Reverend Jes Kast-Keat is away. I began my full-time ministry on Epiphany 2012, when I was ordained as a
by Laurna Strikwerda Scott Hoezee is off today. We welcome Laurna Strikwerda. She lives in Washington, DC and attends St. Stephen and the Incarnation Episcopal
By Rebecca Koerselman When asked what my favorite holiday is, as a believer, the correct answer is Easter. But I really do love Easter. Some
John 20.1-18 by Thom Fiet This is the moment when most Westerners raised on scientific and historical methods wave their collective hands and ask to
For as long as he was capable of suffering, he felt pain and sorrow for us; and now that he has ascended into heaven and
In comedy, they say, timing is everything. If so, this post will bomb. It takes up the theme of Easter jokes, a practice in the
by Kate Kooyman Theresa Latini is taking a short break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we welcome Kate Kooyman. Kate is
Last Friday night as I was driving along, someone decided that he needed to slam into my car and then speed away. Totally senseless. Not
It’s Tuesday, the Tuesday of Holy Week. I am a pretty-informed, long-term Christian. Yet for much of my life, if asked about the Tuesday before

by Brian Keepers Director Woody Allen once quipped, “I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens.” Allen’s words
Bind the festal procession with branches, up to the horns of the altar. –Psalm 118:27 by Rachel Brownson As a teenager who was really super
“Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at
Like most every other retired gent, I worry, sometimes promiscuously but not to madness. Yet. But I do. I worry about lots of things, like whether
Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary
Where does a prayer go that has lost its light? As I walked around the Cathedral of Notre Dame I noticed all the different candle
Last week I spent two days interacting with ten pastors who served as peer group leaders for me last year as part of a Lilly
by Rebecca Koerselman In Romans 2:12, Paul writes, “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your
I am about to do a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness
The course had come around to the question of religion and the American founding, again. This topic I have taken up a hundred times in
Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to him, “Teacher, order your disciples to stop.” He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent,
by Kate Kooyman Theresa Latini is taking a short break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we welcome Kate Kooyman. Kate is
As I write this, it’s primary election day in Michigan. I’ve been planning on writing about politics and civility and models of that that I’ve
A fragment from an early Chrestiene document; commonly referred to as The Axe of the Apostles. Certain people came from Jerusalem to Antioch saying to
by Brian Keepers A friend recently reminded me that most of the time we preachers are really preaching to ourselves, and the congregation gets to
So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! All this is from
I did not want to write about politics today, but I’m feeling chock full of gratitude and I need to rejoice! Yes! Bloggers and journalists
Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary with
A Note from Jes: I asked Jonathan Vanderbeck and The Reverend Denise Kingdom Greer to write today. I have been following their faithful Gospel work
There is an agony afoot among pastors and other Christian leaders. I see it all over Facebook. I read about it in leading Christian periodicals
By Rebecca Koerselman What does it mean to label something as boring? A few weeks ago, Steve Mathonnet-Vander Well explained the words that he avoids.
God is faithful, and he will not let you be tested beyond your strength. –1 Corinthians 10:13 by Rachel Brownson Over the course of my
by Jared Ayers Jim Bratt is away today. Jared Ayers, preaching pastor at Liberti Church in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, is our guest blogger. Thanks, Jared! Last
I’ve tried hard to stay away from the leadership jargon that gets thrown around organizations. I’m certainly not opposed to leadership; it’s a lot like beauty—hard to
by Kate Kooyman Theresa Latini is taking a short break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we welcome Kate Kooyman. Kate is
I was actually planning on writing a post today, but I kept hearing about the prayer my dear friend and colleague, Jane Zwart, had offered at
by Daniel Meeter I seen two no-hitters in my life. I go to like maybe two games a year, and I never seen a grand
by Brian Keepers Do you wonder why they couldn’t do it? Why the disciples weren’t able to cast the demon out of that boy? How
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often have I desired to gather your children
by Chris Jacobsen Debra Rienstra is away today. We welcome guest blogger, Chris Jacobsen. Chris is lead pastor of Abundant Life Reformed Church in Wyckoff,
I hope you’ll agree there is some beauty in this image, an elegance to what Emerson called snow’s “frolic architecture,” something dazzling or graceful in
Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary with
Next week I’ll be in Houston, speaking and preaching at a conference that is for young adults in the seminary discernment process. The students will
Back in the late 1990s shortly after I published a little book called Remember Creation, I was invited to give five morning lectures on creation
by Rebecca Koerselman What makes a good president? Good mutton chops? A full head of hair? The right height? The best looking? A particular religious
Because you have made the LORD your refuge, the Most High your dwelling place, no evil shall befall you, no scourge come near your tent.
I like the invitation Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell posed in this space last Tuesday to “share” (“just share”?) religious terms that we personally want to give a
The cultural race to the bottom is a myth; we do not live in a fallen state of cheap pleasures that pale beside the intellectual

Theresa Latini is taking a short break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we welcome Kate Kooyman. Kate is a minister of
I’ve never been a fan of the poem, “Footprints.” In fact, that’s an understatement. Any of my students reading this today will no doubt laugh
Like many of you, words matter to me. I select them carefully. In theological contexts, there are some words I avoid pretty thoroughly. They aren’t
by Brian Keepers It’s the day after the Super Bowl. There was an extra amount of hype this year with it being the Super Bowl’s
To God: be glory. To the angels: honor. To Satan: confusion. To the cross: reverence. To the church: exultation. To those who confess: forgiveness. To
My colleague Jennifer Holberg got a head start on me last November by recommending some authors who will be featured at the Calvin Festival of
I was just eight or nine–this happened a long, long time ago. I was just a kid. I honestly can’t remember how it was
Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary with
The last couple weeks I was in Paris and Rome. It was my first time there and I fell in love with these cities. I
Spring Semester started at Calvin College and Seminary yesterday. Again. Seems like not so long ago I was gearing up for this same semester, only
by Rebecca Koerselman Today is Caucus Day in Iowa and I keep hearing about the significance of anxiety for many Americans. If one listens to
by Chuck DeGroat Yes, Jesus…who turned over tables, met me under what I barely recall as a wide, brown table, with thin legs that tapered
I’ve had branding on the brain since last summer when my college went through a process of changing its logo. After focus groups and consultants
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days, When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out. We used

Theresa Latini is taking a short break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we welcome Kate Kooyman. Kate is a minister of
Jennifer is away today. Subbing for her is Ansley Kelly, a Calvin College senior. ————————————————————————————————————– I bought a dress for graduation this week and when
by Brian Keepers I happened upon it this past week when I was cleaning out the closet of my study. To be honest, I’d forgotten
by Chuck DeGroat As we find ourselves swept up into another election cycle—and a particularly animated one at that—I’m finding myself drawn back to the
I first found out about the new Broadway musical Hamilton during a car ride across Michigan last November. The family was packed in the minivan
Okay, I feel a little embarrassed about admitting it because it’s such a “retired guy” thing to do, thumb through a shoebox of old
Katy Sundararajan is the Th.M. Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary, and partners with her husband as an RCA missionary with
Rev. Jes Kast-Keat is on holiday this week and asked Rev. Annie Reilly to guest blog. Annie is the pastor of a small Presbyterian Church
It will be February already before I am next due to post something here on The Twelve. That means the primary season will be off
by Rebecca Koerselman The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. wrote and spoke with great eloquence on the subject of race, religion, justice, and poverty.
Suddenly, one of those with Jesus put his hand on his sword, drew it, and struck the slave of the high priest, cutting off his
Although Martin Luther King’s birthday was actually yesterday, the United States will mark the occasion next Monday. Once more we’ll hear the familiar quotations rehearsed
Fifty some seconds left in the game, down by one point. The ball is on the eight or nine yard line, it’s fourth down, and

Theresa Latini is taking a short break from her rotation on The Twelve. While she’s away, we will be hearing from Kate Kooyman. Kate is
Almost every Sunday, my minister sends us forth by declaring, “Remember: we live in a world where a resurrection has happened.” In other words, as

• Clannish, insular immigrants who refuse to assimilate • Large families and achieving kids that quickly overshadow other residents • Loyalty given to foreign, even

by Brian Keepers A few years ago we started a tradition in our church of taking time in worship, on the first Sunday after Epiphany,
They were all amazed, and they kept on asking one another, “What is this? A new teaching—with authority! Mark 1:27 by Chuck DeGroat There is
O, reason not the need! Our basest beggars Are in the poorest things superfluous. Allow not nature more than nature needs, Man’s life is cheap
Gall was no giant, but he had to have been built like grand piano, broad chest, sturdy muscular arms, and impressively toned body. George Armstrong
For those in the tradition of Western Christianity the holidays are concluded with the observation yesterday of Epiphany. Oftentimes, the holiday season as a whole
Voice of God – The baptism of Jesus is the Scripture text many churches are looking at this Sunday on Epiphany 1. Luke 3:15-22
Years ago my Old Testament professor, Raymond Van Leeuwen, said that we seminarians absolutely had to pick up a copy of Erich Auerbach’s classic book
by Rebecca Koerselman When I am in one of those conversations with a stranger who is trying to make small talk, I am typically asked
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it. John 1:5 by Beth Carroll We knit ourselves tightly together on that
The number of the new year always has a little magic in it for me, at least until I get to the point of entering

This Christmas break I finally watched the movie Inside Out. I imagine this movie is old news for most readers, but I have a toddler and

Jennifer Holberg is away today, stuck in an airport or snowbank somewhere. We welcome back Twelve Hall-of-Famer, Jeff Munroe. Jeff is the Vice President of
Christmas—so much to mock, so little time. For most of December, I carry that outlook. Now, in these quiet, unhurried days of Christmastide, my cynicism
by Brian Keepers When our oldest daughter Emma was a toddler, we bought a Fisher-Price Nativity Set. Every year we’d pull it out and set
For a child has been born for us, a son given to us; authority rests upon his shoulders; and he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty
If the joy of Christmas ever breaks through the frenzy of event-going and present-wrangling and (for me) end-of-semester grading, it happens through music. This year,
She holds this single dream. She remembers life in Amherst, before her husband caught a madman’s urge to go west and start a new life
What do you believe about Christmas? I mean in your core, your heart, soul, the marrow of your being, what does Christmas mean to
If you were to ask me “Jes, tell me about a life-changing experience you have had?,” one of the first stories that comes to my
On the Fourth Sunday of Advent this past Sunday I was privileged to be in worship with the good people at Third Christian Reformed Church
by Rebecca Koerselman Throughout the year, and especially during the holidays, I hear a lot of talk about tradition, especially family traditions. As a historian,
“My soul magnifies the LORD, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked with favor on the lowliness of his servant.
I was going to write on why “Oh Little Town of Bethlehem” means so much to me as a Christmas carol, but the latest blow-up
I’m writing this on Thursday—the day millions of people have been waiting for. This is the advent season of Star Wars; I wouldn’t
Advent invites us into a season of waiting: four weeks of waiting for the Light to pierce our darkness; four weeks of waiting for Life
Maybe it’s the end of the semester, maybe it’s recent national and world events, maybe it’s the year I’ve had, but some days, too, I
Yes, I know. I’m two weeks late. Two weeks ago, December 1, was Giving Tuesday—joining the ranks of Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, and Cyber
Today, The Twelve is pleased to introduce our newest, regular contributor. Brian Keepers is the Minister of Preaching and Congregational Leadership at Fellowship Reformed Church
Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. Philippians 4:6 by
It must begin with Zechariah’s silence. Nothing against poor old Zechariah. Who can blame him for asking a decent question? The text tells us that
The woman in the story was a practiced marksmen, or so authorities have concluded. When she and her husband got stopped in the black SUV
Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to use stones. The pile of stones the boys
Reverend Jes Kast-Keat is away today and invited Reverend Annie Reilly to write in her place. Reverend Reilly is the minister at State Street Presbyterian
About 100 years ago two very respected figures were deeply worried about a trend involving the mass media. Actually, it was not 100 years ago
by Rebecca Koerselman The Dutch celebrate Sinterklaas day on December 6th. As someone with numerous Dutch ancestors, I felt the need to celebrate it too.
Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight. Every valley shall be filled, and every mountain and hill shall be made low, and
In the summer of 1843, as Isabella Van Wagenen set out on the road as Sojourner Truth, Orestes Brownson was publishing a series of articles
A student asked to talk to me after class recently. “I’m not sure I buy it.” “Buy what?” I asked. “Christianity. I’m not sure I

My daughter, Eleanor, turned twenty months old today. The acceleration of her learning and language acquisition stuns me. My husband and I can barely keep
If you’ve been on the internet in the last week at all, you may have come across a delightful video featuring the British singer, Adele.
I remember as a child, my desire to keep my new toys and games in perfect condition. Those first few days after Christmas or a
Good morning, readers and friends, and welcome to Advent. Today marks my last post as a regular writer for The Twelve; perhaps I’ll be back
There shall come forth a shoot from the stump of Jesse, and a branch from his roots shall bear fruit. Isaiah 11:1 by Beth Carroll
Grandma Theresa’s heart is extremely weak. No surprise, as it’s been pumping nonstop since before she was born in July of 1912. That’s the year
I may be wrong, but I don’t believe I’ve ever heard a sermon on that particular OT passage, something out of II Kings, a
In the first chapter entitled “Storeytelling,” of his 2009 book, Jonathan Safran Foer writes, “We believed in our grandmother’s cooking more fervently than we believed
As I prepared to write for this Thanksgiving Day, I returned to previous years’ blogs. One in particular, a reflection on the theater of Thanksgiving, stood
I’ve written about the weekly Soup Kitchen Church that I lead multiple times on The Twelve. It’s both the most demanding and the greatest joy
He’s done it before and he did it again this weekend: a writer named Nicholas Kristof who claims no allegiance to the Christian faith–but who
by Rebecca Koerselman “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.” Inigo Montoya to Vizzini on his
by Liz Niehoff And every priest stands day after day at his service, offering again and again the same sacrifices that can never take away
As an escape from the terrorists–that is, from the obsessive coverage designed to keep us in fear, the media in cash, and the perpetrators in
There’s nothing like the feeling of waking up in the morning and looking outside to find the world blanketed in white. There’s an excitement in

Today’s blog is dedicated to a dear colleague and his wife—Travis and Mariah West. Those of you who know Western Theological Seminary likely know their names.
The intermittent chirping woke me up a little after 5 a.m. At first, the timing of the “cheeps” was spaced far enough apart that I
Here it is, the Tuesday after the Paris attacks and I almost feel obligated to say something about it. To say nothing might imply that
I knew adult coloring books were becoming popular, but it wasn’t until I watched someone happily coloring in one during a conference about six months ago
by Liz Niehoff Let’s get something straight, right off the bat. I love coffee. My morning has not started until I have a cup of
“And speaking of things overheard, you heard right: if I have to go out, I am going to go out singing.” – Brett Foster I’d
Yesterday afternoon I sat with a old man who, once upon a time, shot at surfacing German subs in the North Atlantic, tried to pick
Airports are usually generic places. They are means and not ends, serving as instruments to get people from point A to point B. They may
Last night at the New York Classis meeting I was voted in as Vice President starting January 1. What’s even more exciting is that I
The mall I walk in most mornings began clearing the space for their giant Christmas tree / Santa’s castle on October 27, and the tree
by Rebecca Koerselman I enjoy the competitive nature of sports. But if you want to see the world’s biggest eye roll, it will be me
by Liz Niehoff Henri Nouwen coined a phrase that is frequently used in Clinical Pastoral Education (CPE) circles: as pastoral caregivers, we ought to aim
Another good thing about retirement is that if your schedule gets screwed up, you don’t have to sweat it so much; most tomorrows are open.
On the recommendation of a colleague my wife and I started watching the TV series Fargo. Loosely based on the film of the same name, the
Some of our regular readers likely know that this academic year I’m serving Western Theological Seminary in a new capacity: associate dean for diversity and
In the English department here at Calvin College, we’re getting pretty excited about the upcoming Festival of Faith and Writing. Mark your calendars: this iteration
The web is a rough and tumble place. That’s an understatement. It is often vicious and dangerous. Last month, Jessica Bratt wrote “Of Popes and
This fall, Trinity Reformed Church in Grand Rapids, Michigan is studying and discussing the fruit of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22-23). I contributed a reflection on
Advice columnist Pious Petunia returns as a guest blogger to face her biggest challenge yet. What wisdom can Miss P offer for the horror that
Two weeks or so after Normandy, he and the team of motorheads crossed the English channel after endless waiting weeks in Great Britain, a couple
“Remember that you were a slave in the land of Egypt, and the Lord your God redeemed you…” We are called to remember continually our
Happy birthday to us! It was on October 31, 2011 that The Twelve slipped on to the web, without much fanfare or introduction. The first
My barber swung the cape around me as I sat in her chair. She looked at me, arms covered in tattoos with scissors in
Along with some other members of the Calvin College and Seminary community, I recently attended the inaugural presentations of the new “Loeks Lectures in Film
by Rebecca Koerselman I love PBS. I don’t wear tweed, but I do enjoy PBS programming. I suppose that means I contribute to the stereotypes
by Liz Niehoff Lord in your mercy, Hear our prayers. What a week it has been. With shootings, deaths, continued uncertainty and periods of wandering
by James Bratt Two weeks ago, in his post “Ordinary Dust,” Jason Lief memorably described one of those bad teaching days that every college professor—maybe
For today’s post I simply ask that you click on this link and read a wonderful story about failure and grace. More specifically, it’s a story about a blown call
I don’t remember her name but her silhouette is imprinted on my memory. I met her when I was a teenager. She was a member
Last week, as part of a visit to another campus where I was the guest chapel speaker, I did a dorm event with a group of
Pious little towns often have such a character, maybe even three—the irreverent skeptic, the loudmouth agnostic, more well-read and agile than the typical small town
Just after Pope Francis arrived at the Philadelphia airport last month, he stopped his driver on the tarmac and made his way over to a
James and John, the sons of Zebedee, came forward to him and said to him, “Teacher, we want you to do for us whatever we
I rejoiced with those who said to me, “Let us go to the house of the LORD.” — Ps. 122:1 “Football is a Religion and
That Sunday night, I had to push myself to go to church, to listen to the still small voice of should in order to get
On the north side of the church building running the length of the sanctuary as it meets the sidewalk and adjoining street are four evergreen
Since the end of August I have been traveling each week to speak at conferences or attend various meetings. It has been a thrilling and
As she did so adroitly years ago through a young boy named Enrique, so once again Sonia Nazario has put faces and names with the
by Rebecca Koerselman Is living in a youth-obsessed culture the same as living in a culture that opposes and disapproves of aging? I happened to
by Liz Niehof Confession time: I used to be a very orthodox pastor. And perhaps I still am at my core. But after working in
James Bratt is away today. We welcome guest-blogger Daniel Meeter. Thank you. I always go to worship at my local synagogue on Yom Kippur. And
Tuesday morning I entered the classroom with a strange, nagging, feeling. I couldn’t shake it… the feeling that things weren’t going to go well. I asked
Last week, the stated clerk of my denomination the Presbyterian Church (USA), Grayde Parsons, issued a public letter to Donald Trump about immigration. Parsons was
Jennifer Holberg is away today. We welcome Chad Pierce. The world feels like it is in a rough spot right now. This past week has
Twelve things I saw preaching through the Acts of the Apostles, chapters ten to fifteen This past summer, Sophie (my wife and co-pastor) and I
A week ago Sunday night I sat on the front porch and watched the moon as it rose, full and bright. Clouds came and went
by Liz Niehoff O God, our maker and source of comfort and stability, in times of great waiting, tumult, and uncertainty, we come before you
Lines Composed in an Autumn Reverie, on Visiting the Japanese Garden one Friday Afternoon, October 2015. Chrysanthemums Huddled
There has never been a great movie about John Brown. Seriously, hard as it is to believe, no one has ever done a blockbuster about
Last week in New York City prior to the Pope’s arrival there was momentary buzz around a rat and a piece of pizza. As a
A couple weeks ago I was one of the speakers at Why Christian?, a conference curated by Rachel Held Evans and Nadia Bolz-Weber. Eleven women that Nadia
There are at least three times in life when we are not in control of what our faces look like (and when, if we could
By Rebecca Koerselman Has parenting always been competitive? Or is it just the internet, Instagram, Facebook, and Pinterest that demonstrate more clearly the “bragging parent”
by David Pettit I tie flies in the spring. One can actually fish year round in Colorado. But I learned my rhythms on eastern streams.
I’ve just finished the first two weeks of the rest of my life. As a few of you know, and as more of you may
Two students, two separate occasions, both brought to tears with just a simple question: “How are you doing?” I really don’t seek out people’s problems…
Generally, I’m a proponent of authenticity. Clarity about one’s values, meaningful action that flows from those values, honest and genuine speech, freedom of choice, and
As summer turns to autumn, I’ve had to face yet again my own finitude. At the beginning of every summer, my optimism is unmatched: my
Now a bulletin from our Iowa desk: To most Americans the presidential election is still more than a year away. At this point it’s only
“A long thread of tragedy is woven through the story of the puffy white substance that clothes us all.” That’s the closing line of the
by David Pettit The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still
SIMI VALLEY, CA — “We have no firm explanation at this time.” That was as much as Patricia Drake, spokesperson for the Ronald Reagan Foundation
The title and not the author first caught my eye–Prairie, by someone named Muilenburg, not an unfamiliar name in the neighborhood. I found a copy
Katy Sundararajan gets to write this blog post for me because I finally beat her in a pizza eating contest last fall. Previously she held
John Calvin’s natural theology reminds us that we can find God in the created world around us. Still feeling our vacation in his bones, my spouse,
Probably I shouldn’t touch this touchy subject but here goes anyway with some random musings about the Kentucky county clerk Kim Davis and her defiance
by Rebecca Koerselman Are men and women spiritually equal in the eyes of God? Are the souls of men and women of equal value? I
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
What makes a movie memorable? So memorable that we can watch it on almost infinite repeat? Well, it has to be of truly unusual quality,
[Today’s guest post is by Adam Navis. Adam likes to read and write and wished he did both more often.] As part of my
Among all the varieties of Midwest Nice, no doubt Iowa Nice is the nicest. So it has been surprising to see recent cases of culture
Does one “celebrate” Labor Day? Mark it? Observe it? Perhaps our resident historians (Rebecca and Jim) can illuminate us about the origins of this day.
Happy Labor Day. I hope for at least some of you it is indeed a rest from labor. It has me thinking about the evolving
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
Now that I’ve turned 50 (on August 7), I have begun to reflect tentatively on mortality and legacy and all those things that hit you
When finally we came to the place on the highway where he was killed, I realized neither of us knew exactly where it was–specifically, under
The bottle of schnapps sits on the dining room sideboard prominently, displayed really, as special. My friend George made it, having shown me the process:
Have you lived by the ocean tide, the coming and the going of the power of the sea? Have you lived by the sun, rising
According to a recent New York Times article, those who hope that Donald Trump is a summertime flash-in-the-pan with no real foundation are deluding themselves.
by Brian Keepers When it was evening on that day, the first day of the week, and the doors of the house where the disciples
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
For this fourth in a series on the five films I could watch forever, I get to talk about David Lean’s 1965 epic about Russia,

[Today’s post is written by Adam Navis.] I turned 36 this past Sunday. If you are reading this and you are under 36, then
by Kristin Kobes Du Mez Jennifer Holberg is away today. We welcome and thank guest blogger, Kristin Kobes Du Mez. Marie Kondo almost lost me
by Elizabeth Hardeman Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell is away today. We welcome and thank guest blogger Elizabeth Hardeman. If you attend a worship service this Sunday, I
As a general fan of sarcasm and satire, I thoroughly enjoyed Stephen Colbert’s shenanigans on the Colbert Report. Now, as only two weeks remain before
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
We have arrived at that late-summer turning point when we take stock of what we have or have not accomplished since Memorial Day, back when
An extra day in Topeka, Kansas hadn’t been on our agenda. The car wasn’t repaired yet, three days later. It had been, from the get-go,
Few things are as quintessentially summer as the fair, or for that matter, as quintessentially American. I’m biased, which also seems like an especially American
[The Rev. Jes Kast-Keat is on vacation this week. Beth Carroll, filling in for her, is not. Beth is finishing her M.Div at Western Theological Seminary
by Jeff Sajdak Scott Hoezee is away today. We welcome and thank guest blogger, Jeff Sajdak. My brother got me interested in watching the Tour
by Rebecca Koerselman Are men and women spiritually equal, in the eyes of God? Are the souls of men and women of equal value? As
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
I first saw The Godfather in May 1972, three months after its release and right on the heels of my first year in grad school.
Two days ago I bought a bike. Not just any bike… a road bike. I already have a nice tool around town, stuff in a
[Today’s post is written by Adam Navis. Adam is completing his D.Min. thesis at WTS on the intersection of faith and writing.] Question: What
by Katerina Parsons Jennifer Holberg is away today. We welcome and thank guest-blogger, Katerina Parsons. I was steaming milk for a latte when my course
Three reflections. None standalone blog-worthy. But perhaps one of the three will provoke, nourish, or amuse you. Last spring, I went to a hockey game.
Well, hello again. I’m back after a three month hiatus from The Twelve. Many thanks to those who have been writing in my absence! I
by David Pettit On these summer Sundays, I invite you to think about lives and what they have meant. To think not with a pietistic
Three months on from the deaths of my parents, a week out from my daughter’s wedding, I finally get back to this cloth tote bag,
I can’t argue with anything Thomas Goodhart offered us here yesterday. My first perceptions of nuclear war came when, as a grade-schooler, we snuck under
Seventy years ago today, at 8:16 AM local time, August 6, 1945, the first atomic bomb was dropped on the city of Hiroshima, Japan
[8/5/15 While the Rev. Jes Kast-Keat is on vacation, the Rev. Marla Rotman is filling in. Marla shares the position of lead pastor with her
For many years I greatly enjoyed posting restaurant reviews for Zagat. I stopped doing it a few years ago after Google bought out Zagat and
By Brian Keepers The sound of Israeli jets rumbles above us like a chorus of thunder. The students keep working, seemingly impervious to the whole
by David Pettit He remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes and does not come again. Psalm 78:39 “I write eulogies,” he
Here’s the second installment, gentle reader, in my series on five favorite films—more precisely, five movies that I’ve found worthy of virtually infinite re-viewing, with
Have you ever looked back on your life and connected the dots, only to discover one particular moment that set you on your current path? I’m
[Today’s writer is Adam Navis. He is the Director of Operations at Words of Hope and is completing his D.Min. on the intersection of faith
Even if you don’t teach English, like I do, you’ll no doubt be aware of the endless lamentations about the “death of reading” or the

Breakin’ rocks in the hot sun, I fought the law and the law won. Beside fascists and Calvinists, does anybody really like the law? This,
by April Fiet I have had a headache for almost a week straight. I’m not exactly sure what caused it, but it probably had something
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
I don’t know how long it took me to think about how strange it is that everything is “sioux” around here–Sioux City, Sioux Falls, Sioux
I have heard from different folks and different…camps of thought, shall we say, the phrases “for such a time as this” and “the wrong side
I’ve been a minister to the feeding program I lead at West End Collegiate Church for about three years now. We serve 100-200 meals every
By Rebecca Koerselman Almost everyone in American culture has been hearing and reading about marriage and its meanings in recent weeks. Marriage is constantly changing.
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
A while back I came across one of those on-line teasers: name five movies that you can watch again and again without losing interest. And,
At the institution where I teach I’ve come to be known as the “guy who hates serve projects.” This comes from my ineffective attempts to
Earlier this year one of my students posted on social media a somewhat anguished comment about her relationship with Karl Barth. Barth represented a theological
When I went to college, I received a scholarship called the “President’s Associates” scholarship. It was an incredible gift, paying for my tuition and my
When I was five years old, I knew I wanted to drink beer. In the mid 1960’s I would watch Chicago Cubs games on TV.
By Branson Parler Flags have been in the news a lot lately. In light of the shooting at Immanuel AME Church in Charleston, serious questions
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
My daughter’s wedding is today. At last, the day has arrived! As you might expect, at my house we have been thinking of nothing but
It’s going to hurt me to say it. Honestly, it feels like a kick in the shins, a sharp stick in the eye, but I
Like parents and their children, it seems inappropriate for a minister to have favourite parishioners. But—appropriate or not, fair or not—parents often do, as do
This fall I’m speaking at a conference called Why Christian? Christian blogger/author Rachel Held Evans and Lutheran pastor Nadia Bolz-Weber are hosting and headlining this
A couple of years ago at the Fuller Seminary conference “Preaching in a Visual Age,” I had the great opportunity to meet and chat briefly
By Chad Pierce More scholarly and eloquent pieces have been written on the racial divide that has come to a head in the last few
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
I’ve had a long adversarial relationship with American civil religion. It began with all those invocations I heard as a teenager in the mid-‘60s that
As a theologian I tend to focus on more contemporary thinkers. Not that I’ve ignored the others—I enjoyed my Patristic and Medieval theology courses the most.
Fourth of July festivities, where I live, have already begun. The shocking and randomly timed booms of consumer fireworks remind me that I’m not in
It’s been two weeks now since the massacre at Charleston’s Emanuel A.M.E. church. Two weeks of learning just how apt the name Emanuel is for
By Allison Vander Broek Summer’s in full swing here in Boston. For me, that’s meant hitting the ground running on my dissertation research. Hours scouring
By April Fiet Over the past several months, I’ve become much closer friends with my dermatologist than I ever really wanted to be. From biopsies
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
Before the terrible shooting in Charleston on June 17, there was no Wikipedia page for the Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church. Over the next 36
I am no expert, no theologian, no art historian; but for what it’s worth, I think Tintoretto had it right because the scene must have
“When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child…” Growing up, the story was
I’m excited to welcome Reverend Abby Norton-Levering (Ministries Coordinator at the Regional Synod of Albany) and Reverend Marla Rotman (Pastor at Peace Church in Eagan, Minnesota)
The Synods of the Reformed Church in America and the Christian Reformed Church in North America are now history. At the CRC Syond, as usual,

By Rebecca Koerselman While attending a women’s soccer game this fall, an acquaintance made the comment, “why would you come early to watch the women’s
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
I was in a place, and taking a part, I never thought I’d see. But I was not alone in my bewilderment. One of the
“Contrary to what people often think, the key to easing people’s suffering is not in offering some insidious theodicy, but in allowing a place for

Sanctuary is one of those evocative words imbued with layers of meaning and textured by a collage of images: Contemporary worship spaces with a homey
The women’s soccer World Cup and Elisabeth Elliot’s death on Monday. Two things that don’t really seem to go together. Except if you’re a child
It was the summer we emptied my grandparents’ house. My grandmother had died during the winter. Now, aunts, uncles, long-lost cousins, all descended on the
By Branson Parler This past semester I was on sabbatical from my teaching duties at Kuyper College. My research interests of late have come to
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
Next week I send my highschooler to jazz camp, the first of three different music camps he’ll be attending this summer. When I was growing
If you’re lucky, you’ll get her. She’ll tell you she was a tomboy when she grew up on the farm, probably mention it more
Over this past weekend my local congregation celebrated what seemed like the full gambit of our life together. On Saturday afternoon we gathered to celebrate
I’m flying to Chicago tomorrow and heading to the RCA General Synod. I am a delegate from the NY Classis. Thanks to Reverend Tim TenClay
Last week I spent a few days at Fuller Seminary in Pasadena to sit in on a small conference of scholars who were presenting their
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
Ok, kids, it’s time for the answers to the music jumble in my last post. Get ‘em all right and you’ll find your prize at
In my former life as a high school teacher I was a coach. For 10 years I coached baseball at every level—freshman, junior varsity, and

Once in a while my writing for this blog hits a nerve. I’m not entirely sure why. I experience blogging a bit like preaching in
Jennifer Holberg is away today, but we are delighted to feature a contribution from Gabe Gunnink, who writes at our sister blog, the Post-Calvin. Gabe
By Allison Vander Broek It’s that time of year again. The end of the academic year and the start of summer. And for me and
This morning we welcome April Fiet as a guest blogger. April is a mom of two, school-age kids, and a co-pastor of Dumont Reformed
By Helen Luhrs When my mom died this winter, I realized the generation of my parents was gone. What I learned from them about faith
A week ago, I was enjoying the splendor of commencement day, saluting some fine young people that Calvin College has now unleashed on the world.
When you’re a frequent cemetery wanderer, as I am, it’s impossible to miss the importance of someone’s having served in the military . Today, people
Today we welcome back JJ TenClay to The Twelve. JJ is a Reformed Church in America missionary, partnering with the Waldensian Church in Italy, who
I never really understood why my church had flowers on the chancel growing up. Each week a name, or a family, was listed in the
This week I will listen to around 21 student sermons preached in our Seminary’s Chapel. Borrowing a phrase from the Academy of Preachers, I have
By Rebecca Koerselman If you are a historian, you are required to like museums. And musty old books in forgotten sections of the library.
By Meg Jenista In Acts 10, we hear the incredible story of an afternoon siesta on the roof. Peter dreams of a great white sheet
This end of the school year brings extra tumult for me, beyond the usual press of grading, farewell receptions, putting the books away, organizing the
A friend, who happens to be an excellent preacher, has said on numerous occasions that there’s an important connection between comedians and preachers. There’s timing—the
Later today, I am flying to the Twin Cities for my niece’s wedding, at which I am privileged to officiate, and for my daughter’s baptism
It’s exam week here at Calvin College, and I’ve spent the day reading the final exams from my “Literature in a Global Context” course—a sophomore-level
Allison Vander Broek is our guest blogger today. Thanks, Allison. A few weeks ago I gave a lecture on religion in the history class that
Today, we welcome guest blogger, April Fiet. Thanks, April! “Momma, I picked some of your favorite flowers for you!” my five-year-old called out to me
by Meg Jenista I didn’t grow up in a tradition that celebrated Ascension as a particularly important part of the Jesus story. But we know
“There are no good choices.” I remember saying that to my mother three years ago when we hit the first major decision point in what
The Long Journey Home is the most recent collection of the short fiction of Lawrence Dorr, who contributed to Perspectives and The Reformed Journal for
The plan was… Oh, so many plans, was that today would be a guest post about, but not limited to, the refugee situation around the
A word from Jes: I am traveling today and invited The Reverend Stacey Midge, Associate Minister at First Reformed Church of Schenectady, New York, to
New York City may not be the most secular city around but like lots of this world’s larger cities, neither does it bristle with religious
By Rebecca Koerselman When examining religious traditions, including my own Reformed tradition, I’ve been fascinated by the ways that parents attempt to pass their beliefs
by Meg Jenista “‘When you reap the harvest of your land, do not reap to the very edges of your field or gather the gleanings
Jim Bratt is away today. We welcome guest-blogger, Carol Van Klompenburg. Thanks, Carol! I was planting dianthus in my backyard flower bed when Barb arrived
Birdman, the 2014 winner for best picture, tells the story of a washed up former super hero actor trying to make a come back by

In my late teens and early twenties, I spent minimally an hour each day in prayer. That is not an overstatement. I persistently listened and
The Washington Post picked up Theresa Latini’s April 23 post here on The Twelve, “Please don’t pray for me.” Congratulations, Theresa!
I’ve been enjoying this week’s big music release: the new Mumford and Sons album, Wilder Mind, with its more electric direction–what I’d label “thrash folk.” But what’s been
Right before lunch I went to see a parishioner at work. Her mother-in-law had just died. Her husband had been there with his mother. I
Jessica Bratt is away for a bit. Today we welcome Branson Parler. He teaches theological studies at Kuyper College in Grand Rapids, Michigan. Thanks, Branson.
by Meg Jenista “Observe the Sabbath day by keeping it holy, as the Lord your God has commanded you. Six days you shall labor and
Once again I am inviting a guest to post in my place. After losing my dad on April 16, my mom suddenly declined. She is

Once upon a time, right here where I’m sitting, Holland Township, Sioux County, Iowa, got sectioned into homesteads by a gang of Hollanders up

There is a quote that has widely been attributed to the church reformer, Martin Luther: “If I knew that tomorrow was the end of the
Nepal, Baltimore, Chile, and Bali. There is much pain in the news these days. In regards to Baltimore, I know many people of good conscience
A while ago here on The Twelve I mentioned Oral Comprehensive Exams at Calvin Seminary. Well, now we are near the end of the semester
by Rebecca Koerselman Teaching history requires me to walk a fine line between understanding and judgment. On the one hand, I want my students to
by Meg Jenista “Moses said to them, ‘This is what the Lord commanded: “Tomorrow is to be a day of Sabbath rest, a holy Sabbath
I was on the road again last weekend (this has got to stop!) for the annual conference sponsored by the Abraham Kuyper Center for Public
Five more episodes—that’s all that’s left for Don Draper. It’s been a magical ride through the 1960’s as Don’s meticulously constructed life has been woven
I’m writing this on Tuesday, April 21—Charlotte Brontë’s birthday. Next year is her bicentennial, but we might as well celebrate 199, too. These days Jane
I was looking for writers, people willing to share their thoughts about Christianity, the church, and lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and queer people. I was
Below, I want to share with you the homily I offered at my grandmother’s memorial service, six months ago now, just shy of her 94th
by Meg Jenista “Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day
From Debra Rienstra: My father, Edward Shreve, died on Thursday night at the age of 88. Readers of The Twelve may recall that I have
When Fred Manfred’s Gerrit Engleking, the raw-boned protagonist of The Secret Place, left northwest Iowa (under a cloud) and went to live in California
“Peace be with you.” Following the resurrection and appearing to the disciples Jesus’ first words are peace. Peace is the expression of the resurrection Jesus
This Easter season I find myself reflecting on the tension of two realities: The hope of the resurrection and the killing of unarmed black men
Today, the day before those in the United States must file their incomes taxes, we take this opportunity to encourage you to support Perspectives/The Twelve
by Rebecca Koerselman Our first apartment, while small, contained a novelty I had never enjoyed firsthand: free cable. I rarely watched most of the channels,
by Meg Jenista You’ve raided the children’s candy stash, the marshmallow peeps are hardening in the back corner of your pantry for another year and
I’m down at Notre Dame this weekend for a discussion of Duke Divinity School Professor Grant Wacker’s recent book on Billy Graham, America’s Pastor (Harvard
5th grade at our house always makes for interesting conversation. It’s in the 5th grade that students first get the talk. “5th grade science” has a

I awoke yesterday to an all too familiar scene on the news . . . another black man gunned down by a police officer. A
We welcome Allison Vander Broek to The Twelve today, filling in for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell. Thanks, Allison. PBS’s Religion and Ethics Newsweekly recently re-aired one of
Jessica Bratt is away today. We welcome Paul Janssen as a guest blogger. Thanks, Paul. Dark and cold we may be, but this Is no
By Gregory Anderson Love In her book Short Stories By Jesus, New Testament scholar Amy-Jill Levine looks at the parable of the Good Samaritan (Luke
Holy Week demands that we dwell in-between. We have been trying since Palm Sunday to place ourselves in the familiar stories of this week, imagining
For 500 years “De steen die door de tempelbowers” was sung first crack out of the box at Easter morning worship, or so says
Earlier this week I was out changing the signboard in front of the church announcing the services and times for this week’s upcoming schedule of
I find it usually happens if I wait too long to eat lunch. Sometimes it happens when I come home late from work and there
By Rebecca Koerselman When was the last time that you deliberately joined a group of people that you knew were different from you? While a
by Gregory Anderson Love God died. It is the most startling of statements, surpassing even the other startling statement in the Christian faith—that God was
This time I’m not surprised that Lent hasn’t turned out the way it’s supposed to be. Uhh, that I didn’t get into Lent—do the work
Two pieces of my work this semester couldn’t be further apart–or at least they seem to be disconnected. I’m writing a book on Heavy Metal music.
When I think back on my years of working as a pastor, I remember this time in the church calendar with the most affection and,
Possibly the best birthday present I’ve ever received was a room. (I share a birthday with Virginia Woolf, so perhaps it’s not surprising that it
I am a fairly regular blood donor—which is sort of amazing given my squeamishness and dislike of needles. I find that if I look away
Today we welcome guest-blogger Grace Claus. Grace and her husband Dan are interim co-chaplains at Hope College in Holland, Michigan. Grace blogs regularly at forsythiaroot.wordpress.com.
by Gregory Anderson Love From one angle, the news of the gospels is simply bad. Throughout his life and then ministry, Jesus, the truly human
It’s time once again to consult with our guest columnist Pious Petunia, seeking her wisdom to console and guide us through the rough spots on
It requires a theology to build a church like St. Anthony of Padua, in Hoven, SD. A couple of grain farmers don’t just get together
Some machine’s alarm repeatedly would sound off sending an annoying beep interrupting our conversation. I would rise, bend around the hospital curtain, turn the alarm
“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which someone found and hid; then in his joy he goes and sells all
Maybe it’s bad form on a running blog like The Twelve to tee up off a prior day’s posting by a colleague, but Rebecca Koerselman’s
by Rebecca Koerselman Have you ever read the Bible to a child? Or teens? If so, how do you manage the dicey bits? Our two-year-old
by Gregory Anderson Love My daughter, Claire, was born almost twelve years ago. For the next several days as I went back and forth between
With a trip to Britain just behind me, then a full week of teaching plus catching up with duties delayed, all under the pall of
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or stow away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.”
On Tuesday of this week, the University of Oklahoma expelled two students for leading a group of others in singing a fraternity song littered with
I wanted to take a moment before the blog proper today to direct your attention to this month’s issue of our host publication, Perspectives, and its
Twenty-one Coptic Christian men were executed in Libya last month by people claiming association with the Islamic State. The reverberations from this tragedy still echo
Good morning, on this annual Monday where our clocks have been turned back for a day but our body clocks struggle to catch up. The
By Gregory Anderson Love On this one day, ten years ago, all the bad news in his life came to a moment. He stood on
During Lent, I expect to hear about sin and suffering, but I’m starting to get tired of the word “broken.” Also “brokenness,” “broken world,” “broken
The year was 1965. Madison, to a couple thousand high school small-town Wisconsin boys, was Babylon. Milwaukee was our vision of a big city, but
There’s a picture in the family photo album of a small infant recently brought home from the hospital cradled alongside a dog’s belly, a yellow
Did you know that only 10% of the senior level Christian pulpits in America are led by women? In the Reformed Church in America, of our
March is Oral Comp season here at Calvin Seminary where I teach. In a couple of weeks all of our seniors who are completing their
Today we welcome Rebecca Koerselman to The Twelve. Rebecca teaches history at Northwestern College in Orange City, Iowa. Thanks, Rebecca. Max Brooks recently released a
by Gregory Anderson Love When I was writing my book on atonement, I read a lot of books about Jesus. Some claimed that when he
Jim Bratt is away today. We welcome Angie Mabry-Nauta. Thanks, Angie! One week after one of recent history’s most gruesome religious hate crimes, my head
This semester I’m teaching a course on Spiritual Formation. Most of the students are theology majors interested in youth ministry or worship arts, and it’s
Last summer, the president of my seminary asked me to lead a team of staff, faculty, and board members tasked with the lofty goal of
Maybe it’s this long winter intersecting with Lent. Maybe it’s just the personal season I’m in. Or maybe it’s the combination of bitter cold and lingering

Then I said, “That’s why I can’t call myself a human being anymore!” The conversation had been about impoverished parents selling their children into the

Over the weekend I heard Dr. Andrew Newberg speak; he’s a neuroscientist who researches the effects of religious experience on our brains. Newberg coined the
by Gregory Anderson Love The symbols of the world’s religions suggest beauty, light, and hope. A six-pointed star. The Buddha, sitting in serene enlightenment, eyes
“I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh.” — Ezekiel 11:19 Hardness has advantages. I think of
I have been accustomed to call this book, I think not inappropriately, “An Anatomy of all the Parts of the Soul”; for there is not an
Happy Lunar New Year! You may also know this day as Chinese New Year, or—especially if you are Chinese—simply, New Year. But in fact, various
Ash Wednesday is one of my favorite days. I welcome Ash Wednesday every year because it feels like a deep breath of solemn honesty. This
I think it was sometime in high school while taking German that I began to make the (obvious) connections between Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday/Lent.
I am of the considered opinion that no one cares how busy other people are. I don’t. I sit in meetings and someone says, “I’m
Almighty God, whose kingdom has come with power, and whose apostles saw its glory in the resurrected One: Grant that we, who have not seen
Ok, Valentine’s Day. A couple topics naturally come to mind. We could meditate on the saint himself and how his somewhat obscure record came to
I first heard of Nonviolent Communication (NVC) at a time in my life when, unbeknownst to me, I greatly needed the peace, connection, and community
I’ve been laid low by the flu. So today I commend to you two things that you may have missed–and should take a moment to
Margaret Thatcher, the former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, died on April 8, 2013. To the extent I can recall, she was celebrated for
In the spirit of Black History Month and the year-round realities to which it draws our attention, I want to share a story from a
O God, in the incarnation of your only Son you stretch out your arm; in his resurrection you lifted him up; in his ascension the
Congratulations on starting dance lessons! Dance students gain many benefits through becoming better dancers. In order to assist your specialist teacher in personalizing your foundation
Here’s the story the way the docent tells it. There are two halves to the boyhood home of Lyndon Baines Johnson, 36th President of these
The Rev. Katy Sundararajan is filling in for Tom today. She is the Master of Theology Program Administrator and International Student Advisor at Western Theological Seminary in
We’ve recently started a writing group at the soup kitchen I lead. More accurately, two people who attend the soup kitchen have begun a writing
It is one of those days when I’m a thousand miles from home attempting to navigate through the latest winter storm, wondering where I’ll lay
O God, Creator of heaven and earth, whose gracious Word is irresistible but not coercive and whose authority is displayed but not caused: In Jesus
The paradox struck me hard one Sunday morning. A flock of little kids assembled in front of church to exchange blessings with the congregation before
In forty minutes I’m going to walk into class, light a candle, and lead students in a time of “meditation.” We’ll use scripture to focus
Traveling with an infant is an adventure—one that I never could have appreciated before having a child of my own. In my daughter’s short ten
I very recently had a birthday, and as I move more and more solidly into middle age (despite my internal protestation that I can still—even
The large pencils carried in the protests and vigils after the Charlie Hebdo massacre in Paris, caught my eye. I think they reminded me of
It’s been almost two weeks since my entire backpack was stolen from a locked office in one of the hospitals where I work occasional chaplain
Almighty and everlasting God, your kingdom catches all of humanity into your future: Reveal to us the nets of our resistance which weigh heavy and
I’ve been thinking about the complexity of modern communications and entertainment and the very long distance between the Ancient Near Eastern world of the Bible
I know, I know–there are places on earth where at some times of the year day is night and night is day. I shouldn’t complain about
When I was in second grade I began to have a hard time seeing the chalkboard from my desk–still had chalkboards then. Later it would
In my Twittersphere there has been a lot of talk about reclaiming Dr. King as the prophetic preacher that he was. There is a fear
Comments by you, the reader, are an important part of The Twelve. Your comments play an important role in the conversation and community we want
Sometimes you encounter something that is both annoying and thought-provoking, and as you parse it all in your mind, it’s just not clear where you
Instead of using your time on this MLK Day to read the musings of a middle-aged white guy, I suggest you honor the legacy of
O Lord Jesus, whose apostles came and saw you in truth, and as they came were seen by you in truth: Liberate us from the
I knew I was going to be laid up this past week recovering from surgery, and figured a narcotic haze was not the best condition
The horrific events in France this past week raise some questions: How do we affirm democracy and freedom in the face of those who want to
Guest blogging today is Reverend Kara Root, pastor of Lake Nokomis Presbyterian Church (Minneapolis, MN), a congregation whose life revolves around Sabbath, worship and hospitality.
At least one corner of the internet (so it must be true!) proclaimed yesterday, January 13th, National Poetry at Work Day. [NB: This is not
Today, we welcome guest blogger, Sam Troxal. Thanks, Sam! I was in the office working on January 2. The day felt “in between.” The hospital
This poem by the late Irish poet John O’Donohue showed up in my inbox last week (via emails from Inward/Outward, a wonderful daily dose of
by Joshua Bode Eternal Father, who through the baptism of your Son’s body in the waters of the Jordan made known your blessing upon the
Six-thirty a.m. Dark. No sound save the wind’s distant crescendos and calms. No traffic sounds. Slip out of bed to check the internet for closings:
In response to the deadly attack at the offices of the satirical French magazine Charlie Hebdo in Paris this week, this image has been circulating
Christmas and Epiphany are times filled with wonder. “I wonder as I wander out under the sky” and “star of wonder, star of light” are
Epiphany has become incredibly meaningful for me in the last two years and perhaps more meaningful than Christmas. While that might be somewhat provocative to
It is 2015, the year Marty McFly traveled to in Back to the Future II, and media outlets everywhere are asking the same question,
By Marikjke Strong Jeremiah 31:7-14 Happy new day! Happy new beginning! For a split second there is a funny, sweet discomfort between us. Wouldn’t it
By Jim Bratt Not much gas in the tank, this third day of the new year. The holiday drive is over, and we are cast
By Chuck DeGroat In the busyness, exhaustion, and the perfectionism I see in pastors (and experienced myself as a pastor), one resource is becoming exceptionally
It’s 12:01am New Year’s Day. The ball has dropped. The confetti is flying. Hugging and kissing and cheering abound. I’m waiting for Elton John to
It was Ian Frazier’s Great Plains that taught me something about the Ghost Dance. I’d never heard of it before; but then, most white Americans haven’t.
As the year draws to a close, Perspectives and The Twelve thank you for your support, your attention, and your time. We wish you a
It was one of the most memorable meetings of my life, hastily called without a clear reason why. When I entered the room I could
I’m not generally one to make New Year’s resolutions, but I do tend to get pretty reflective as one year gives way to the next.
by Marijke Strong Isaiah 61:10-62:3 And you shall be called by a new name which the mouth of the Lord shall give. Do you remember
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer Santa, the elves, and the reindeer have all completed sensitivity training. So when Rudolph is born with a red nose, everyone
And what about the one who stayed behind while the rest of the shepherds took off for town? They had to leave some poor soul
The pace of our walks has become much slower this past year. It was never especially fast to begin with as there is the need
I haven’t been able to stop thinking of Mary this Advent. What is my relationship to Mary? That is what I keep wondering about. When
I never did get around to seeing the second “The Hobbit” movie last December or any time until just 5 nights ago when my kids
Merry Christmas and Advent blessings to all the readers of Perspectives and its blog, The Twelve. As you consider your year-end charitable giving, we invite
Just when you thought nothing significant could come out of Hollywood, North Korea and their always fun supreme leader Kim Jong-un have made the movies
By Marijke Strong Luke 1:46-55 My soul magnifies the Lord. Do you remember how on summer nights we would watch stars from the upstairs balcony?
In the first week of Advent—no, make it a good week before Advent, sometime in the run-up to Thanksgiving—the first sound came to me: rum
I became infatuated with vinyl records as a kid. My dad would buy little 45 singles and my brother and I would listen to them
I’m writing this blog for me and you. It’s about our personal and collective response to racism, particularly a kind of communicative praxis that I
The Tuesday afternoon before Thanksgiving I left the house to run errands—only to spot a large, brown mass huddled in the snow underneath my front
Joy doesn’t come easily to me. Or more accurately, exuberance. Skipping like a lamb isn’t a way I typically emote. Is it my Dutch Reformed
A few months ago, early one morning, on my way into one of the hospitals where I work occasional chaplain shifts, I was making the
by Marijke Strong A six week commitment to writing has shown me how habitually I pile up words, often in play but sometimes also (if
Director Ridley Scott had me at the thundering hooves. I should not have enjoyed the two-and-a-half hours I spent watching Exodus: Gods and Kings—there
War stories normally take on the motif of initiation because no one, thank goodness, is ever prepared for watching friends–buddies–die and die fitfully; war
I first met Mildred in the early spring of 1997 just about a month before she passed away. Born in 1910, she was one of
The contemporary worship song Breathe has been on repeat in my speakers this week. Do you know the song? It goes like this “This is the air
“Nobody gave me anything.” I have heard variations of this statement recently, as race has been a topic of national conversation. The statement, intended to
By Marijke Strong Second Sunday of Advent Isaiah 40:1-11; Psalm 85; 2 Peter 3:8-15, Mark 1:1-8 Lord – Arundahti Roy says another world is not
Well, all of you who have been good little boys and girls found a little something in your shoe this morning, no? Your wooden shoe.
In yesterday’s worship and liturgy class I showed students the “new thing” in worship—at least it’s new to me…I’m sure for everyone else it’s old
When the grand jury decided to not indict Darren Wilson, the police officer who repeatedly shot and killed eighteen-year-old Michael Brown, many Christian leaders expressed
This past summer, as part of an NEH seminar on Dante. I visited the beautiful town of Assisi, home of St. Francis. While we were
Ladies and Gentlemen: John the Baptizer is missing! JB: I am not missing. I am right here. I simply no longer wish to be associated
“A deliberate tension must be built into our practice of the Advent season. Christ has come, and yet not all things have reached completion. While
O Wisdom, you come forth from the mouth of the Most High. You create the universe and hold all things together with strength and
First Snow (upper case) is supposed to fall from heavenly clouds that spill feathers. It’s supposed to descend as if Mother Nature, somewhere up above,
This past Tuesday I dug up sweet potatoes from the garden box in churchyard. It was the last of the summer harvest that needed to
Last night I went to First Corinthian Baptist Church in Central Harlem for an interfaith prayer service that served as a call to remembrance of
“Hey, Obama quoted my report in his speech last night!” That was the little (almost tiny) joke I made to my wife in reference to
The eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. Armistice. Marked as the official end of World War I. The origin of Veterans
Last week I enjoyed meeting and hearing from Dr. Norman Wirzba during his visit to Nashville. Norman teaches theology and ecology at Duke Divinity School.
“I am so glad I’m not taking Divination anymore!” Hermione had just come down from the girls’ dormitory into the Gryffindor common room. She plopped
He was my grandma’s only brother, only sibling. He was, therefore, my great uncle, Uncle Edgar, a man who died just a few months before
Two weeks ago we met JJ TenClay, Reformed Church in America missionary and social worker. “JJ will work in the region of Naples, Italy, as
There are two writers that have caught my attention this Fall. One is recapturing my attention and the other I was recently introduced to through
Depending on where you are, it is Veterans Day or Remembrance Day on this 11th of November. It’s the 96th anniversary, too, of the end
Then he said Amen and sat down. I have never in my life wished so badly for pulpit
Lots of people are eagerly awaiting their copy of Marilynne Robinson’s new novel Lila. Me too, though realistically my schedule probably won’t let me get
In class today I showed this youtube clip of Walter Bruggemann discussing the power of preaching. The class is on worship—the book we’re reading
In case you haven’t heard, 2,500 congregations across the United States participated in “I Stand Sunday” last weekend, an event intended to support “the pastors
So…it’s the classic case of the “computer ate my blog.” Yep, almost done and then wiped out. I’ll see if I can construct it for
A couple months back, I sat in an Iowa pasture with 14,000 others to see Bill and Hillary. Don’t read too much into that. It
Susan Sytsma Bratt serves as Associate Pastor of Northridge Presbyterian Church (USA) in Dallas, Texas. She’s also my cousin-in-law (and daughter-in-law of fellow 12 blogger
Only once in rural west Africa did I see anything like this–a man, a male, at the community well–and this time there was good reason.
Let me introduce you to JJ TenClay, one of the Reformed Church in America’s newest missionary partners. As her official bio shares: “JJ will work
I’m very happy to introduce to you The Reverend Michael Bos who is my colleague at West End Collegiate Church. He has recently written
Serena Williams had a reason, a rationale, an excuse. She missed a shot in a tennis match last week–a match she went on to win–and
I’m not on Twitter, but thankfully Larry King is. Did you see his wee-hours-of-the-morning Twitter fest the other day? For any of you that wonder
With my mother’s memorial service just one week past, I hope you’ll accept one more post about encountering the end of life. Next time a
This morning’s guest blogger is James Vanden Bosch—English professor at Calvin College. It was an ordinary day in the world literature class this week; we
I’ve been watching the unfolding stories about Ebola for months now. Fear of this gruesome disease has gripped many, including both those near to and
Guest posting for Jennifer today is Eric Sarwar. He is an ordained Presbyterian pastor from Pakistan, and founder and director of the Tehillim School of
Today we welcome guest blogger Daniel Meeter, the pastor of Old First Reformed Church in Brooklyn, New York. Thanks, Daniel! My personal motto is Philippians
I am away at an academic conference today, so I would like to introduce you to Gabe Gunnink, a 2014 Calvin grad who is now
It is no more, but for a 100 years in Zuni there was only one “big house.” To say it loomed over the pueblo risks
The Girls (whom I have written about before) as they are commonly referred to around here, Ila and Lisa, are five and one-half years old,
The earth is the Lord’s and all that is in it, the world, and those who live in it. Psalm 24:1 Last week, like many others
At different points in the D-Day movie The Longest Day, both a German officer and an American officer say, “It sure is hard to tell
My mother died the night before last. It was the end of six months or so of steady decline from an already diminished state of
So have you heard of this app? Yik Yak? It’s like an anonymous Twitter–post anything you want without anyone else knowing who you are. I
My experience and interpretation of church, particularly worship, has shifted significantly at crucial formative moments in my life. One of these shifts occurred in seminary.
Several years ago, I had breakfast with one of my former professors, whose husband had died unexpectedly a few weeks earlier. She had never been
You can’t tell me there is no mystery It’s overflows my cup This feast of beauty can intoxicate Just like the finest wine Come all
Picking up where I left off last time, I want to take another look at “emerging adulthood.” In two weeks, the third and last installment
I would like to point out that the University of Michigan ranks among the top 15 finest universities in the world. Academically. We are talking
What I can’t help but notice, almost daily, is that I’m running low on holy water. Truth is, this Protestant has never opened this elegant
As the warmth of September gives way to the cool of October, doubtless do palates begin to change and many begin to crave the offerings
I am on the upper age of being a digital native. Technology is essential in my life. What’s a digital native? Glad you a asked.
This year I was privileged to be invited to join an interdisciplinary group of scholars. Together we will study the intersections of economics and metaphor

photo credit: Freddy Rosas Jeff Munroe is away today. His daughter Amanda, Social Justice Curriculum and Pedagogy Coordinator at Georgetown University’s Center for Social Justice
Jim Bratt is away today. We thank Paul Janssen for being our guest blogger. The church is hardly crying out for another take on “spiritual
Just the other day I walked to work–about seven blocks in all–for the first time since early July. It’s amazing how we take the simple
I’ve spent the past few days at Duke University Divinity School, discussing the topic of leadership with a diverse group of women and men serving
This week ushers in my favorite season: fall. And here in Grand Rapids that also means ArtPrize–which opens today. Since its beginning in 2009, ArtPrize
“I’m going to baptize my grandkids this summer!” These were the words of an Elder in my congregation, a grandmother, as she headed out for
I really appreciated psychologist Laurence Steinberg’s article last week, “The Case for Delayed Adulthood.” He acknowledges that the societal ways we talk about the path to adulthood
“There’s a lot of down time between the mighty deeds of God.” I heard myself saying this to my friend Sharon over pancakes yesterday. We
Dowa Yalanne is the kind of place that really deserves the word monumental. There it stands like a momentary eruption stopped in time, a bundle
Recently late one Friday night I was returning from having visited a parishioner at a local hospital. Walking in the upper east side of New
I just wrote an entire blog. Hit the save button. My internet went out. The entire piece is now missing. This is how I feel:
This blog post will appear on a Tuesday but I am writing it on a Monday morning and so am in a post-Sunday reflective mood

The Ray Rice video got me thinking about a mental image of judgment I once had. I thought that after I died I would go
From time to time I like to use this blog to air out some conversation, or combat, going on inside the guild of American historians.
Judging by its reaction to the Ray Rice situation—the NFL cares deeply about the issue of domestic violence. The Ravens cut Rice immediately after “seeing”
Of the many new stories in the airwaves this past week, the Ray Rice video rose to the top. Rice, a Baltimore Ravens running back,
Let me begin by expressing my deep gratitude to Sarina Gruver Moore for guest-blogging for me all summer here on The 12. Sarina is such
Wolfhart Pannenberg, 1928-2014I heard over the weekend that German theologian Wolfhart Pannenberg has died. He made immense contributions to theology in the past several decades,
I suppose we Medieval & Renaissance geeks get our fair share of thrills in popular culture. The Lord of the Rings movies alone have given
The bane of the internet is that no one ever has a thought she doesn’t share. Your bane today is ten of mine. Maybe one
Henry Whipple was one of the first students. Don’t be fooled–not the Henry Whipple, the famous Minnesota missionary who, in 1862, pleaded with President Lincoln for the lives
New York City is a great place. But being the most populous city in the US, as well as an international media headquarters, carries with
Yesterday at 2:00 PM it hit me that I am no longer on vacation; I wanted my afternoon nap. It was my first day back
My son started college last week and a couple days prior, he and I were out and about running last-minute errands to get him ready
As the calendar turns to September and the ice bucket challenge seems like so last month, I’m left reflecting on this unparalleled fundraising phenomenon. What
My grandpa would always read Psalm 90 for family devotions on New Year’s Eve. I witnessed this once, and my mom said it was that
I happened to turn on the Emmys the other night just in time to catch Jimmy Kimmel presenting an award. Only he didn’t just present…

Last week one of my friends tagged me on Facebook to complete the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. I’ve known two people who died from this
Sarina Gruver Moore teaches English at Calvin College. She’s going to finally get out of your hair now and let Jennifer Holberg take her
A Letter to My Congregation: An evangelical pastor’s path to embracing people who are gay, lesbian and transgender into the company of JesusKen WilsonRead the
Robert Couse-BakerToday’s guest post comes from my friend Adam Navis. Adam is the Director of Operations for Words of Hope and is also studying the
I have loved Roz Chast’s cartoons since one of my college friends introduced me back in the 1980s to Chast’s quietly twisted portrayals of ordinary
Count me among the millions of those who watched the agony of Kunte Kinte a half-century ago and were deeply, deeply moved. Roots, a story–a
What is your only comfort? We go to that line a lot. And it is, understandably so. As a pastor, I have an excessive desire
Jes Kast-Keat is currently on holiday and has invited Daniel José Camacho to write today. Daniel is currently a Masters of Divinity student at Duke
My last few posts have been on the heavy side, though the last one in particular struck a chord for lots of folks–indeed, I’ve never

The internet has been abuzz since the death of Robin Williams with the news that a few “Christians” have announced he is now in hell.
The sounds of fatigue and sorrow have been pretty constant on this blog of late, and for good reason. So here’s a curveball. No one’s
There’s a new seating chart in our minivan lately. Usually, I like to drive, my wife sits in the passenger seat, and the kids sit
The news of Robin Williams’ severe depression, long battle with addiction, and suicide was the final blow for me this week. The notice came up
Sarina Gruver Moore teaches English at Calvin College. Her wedding china is Wedgewood, “India” pattern (because what else would a Victorianist have?).
Today’s guest post comes from my friend Adam Navis. Adam is the Director of Operations for Words of Hope and is also studying the intersection
It has been a sad summer, a time of lamentation. But perhaps we grieve not only the brutality and bloodshed. We are also shaken and
*Any resemblances to real persons or events, past or present, are strictly coincidental. Circa 1978 She: Honey, I think we were supposed to take that
It may well have been the very first time I used a camera for something other than family pics, an old Argus C-3 I had
I am always impressed when speaking with one of my many septuagenarian or octogenarian congregants and they share something about “working out” or “going to
I know it’s not Ash Wednesday. It’s not even Lent: a time in our church calendar where we are given space to mourn, lament, and
Well we’ve slid into August now and so we’re just a few blinks away from Labor Day and the semi-official end of all things summer.
I told you in this space last time that I grew up in Flint, Michigan. What I didn’t tell you is that I often reflect
Ok, it’s the first weekend in August and with it comes a slight tremor of forewarning that summer’s going to end. The mind panics a

Those of you who regularly read The Twelve will notice that this is my first time back to blogging since the birth of my daughter
Guest blogger Sarina Gruver Moore teaches in the English department at Calvin College and wastes time (er, researches) on Twitter. My Twitter timeline these days
Today’s guest post comes from my friend Adam Navis. Adam is the Director of Operations for Words of Hope and is also studying the intersection of
Last night I sat on the steps of the United States Capitol and enjoyed my tax dollars at work in the form of the U.
He came along in my life when I needed him, even though I didn’t know I did. I wanted to write, but I knew little
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. –Psalm 46:1 Last week my congregation, Trinity, had our annual Vacation Bible School.
Feminism, like faith, is not monolithic. Over the last few weeks a group of feminist on Twitter found each other and began dreaming. We are
Last week one day I was reviewing some of the audio sermons available in the archive of my Center for Excellence in Preaching website. One

I’ve been reading Gordon Young’s Teardown, his memoir about growing up in, escaping from, and returning to Flint, Michigan. Flint is Detroit without the charm
Last time I threw an elbow to my right regarding the aftermath of the Supreme Court’s Hobby Lobby decision, so this week I’ll exercise a
I appreciated yesterday’s post by Theresa (or was it Mary? I thought Theresa just turned 40 not to long ago?) The part about “acting our
I seem to rather frequently read phrases like the following: x (some particular age) is the new y (some particular age that is
Hull-House gymnasium, c. 1908, photographer Wallace Kirkland Sarina Gruver Moore is guest-blogging this summer when she’s not gallivanting off to Chicago. She teaches English at
Today we welcome guest-blogger, Josh Bode. Josh is minister of the Woodstock Reformed Church, in Woodstock, New York. What happens when we think about the
Today’s guest post comes from my friend Adam Navis. Adam is the Director of Operations for Words of Hope and is also studying the intersection of

Through random book serendipity, I came across the 2009 book The Talent Code by Daniel Coyle, and I’ve been reading about “talent hotbeds.” Coyle wanted
Yesterday, my neighbor came by and dumped a scoop full of black dirt on what, someday, will be–we hope–our front lawn. What some people
This has been a bumper harvest year for my black raspberries! They have done well in our little churchyard space each of the last six
Inside the Grand Mosque in Muscat, OmanThe spiritual energy of a specific location I can sense pretty quickly. Do you ever sit in a park
Much has been written and said about the Supreme Court’s Hobby Lobby decision last week. And here’s some more! I doubt I will share anything
How did you sleep last Friday night? Did you have a trembling dog whimpering close to you while bang after bang after bang sounded outside
I see that Wheaton College, the “Harvard of the evangelicals,” has been first out of the gate in riding this week’s Hobby Lobby decision
This morning I’m going to pull a play from the NPR and PBS play-book. You know, the maddening times you turn them on and you
Mary Vanden Berg, a professor of systematic theology at Calvin Seminary in Grand Rapids, Michigan, is filling in while Theresa Latini is away on
Sarina Gruver Moore is guest-blogging for the summer, when she most longs for home in the Pacific Northwest. She teaches in the English department at
“Most merciful God, we confess that we have sinned against you in thought, word, and deed, by what we have done, and by what we have
“I never want to attend another meeting with large sheets of newsprint on the wall and colored markers on the table.” Couldn’t we all agree?
Today, guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia offers hard-earned wisdom for brides, grooms, friends, and other victims of the summer wedding frenzy. Dear Miss
That’s a political rally right here in Alton, Iowa, circa 1903. That’s Teddy Roosevelt gesturing off the caboose of that train, making a stump speech,
There was tension in the atmosphere as General Synod approached, figuratively and literally, with a tornado warning during the delegates’ arrival that necessitated a short
Summer is beginning in New York City. In my world, in Manhattan, I see parishioners traveling to their beach homes in the Hamptons, Connecticut, or
Who knows what will be happening on certain international fronts by the time this blog gets posted but of necessity I am writing this about
I had the distinct pleasure of taking 86-year-old Dr. I. John Hesselink (known to quaking Calvin scholars around the world as First John Hesselink) to
On Pentecost Sunday we are always reminded of the ethnic and geographical diversity of that day when the Holy Spirit was poured out. But this
dif·fer·ence ˈdif(ə)rəns/ noun 1. a point or way in which people or things are not the same. Yesterday, Mary spoke of the hopeful steps

Mary VandenBerg, a professor of systematic theology at Calvin Seminary in Grand Rapids, Michigan, is filling in while Theresa Latini is away on maternity leave.
Standing in again for Holberg: Sarina Gruver Moore, who is also probably standing in the need of prayer. For no particular reason, you understand. Just
Today we welcome Elizabeth Brown Hardeman as a guest-blogger on The Twelve. Elizabeth is a minister in the Reformed Church in America, a mother of
It’s high season for weddings, and this time around I’ll be a bride. Yes, I’m happy to share the news that I got engaged this
I’m sure you’ve heard the news about the primary results in Virginia’s Seventh Congressional District, in which Tea Party upstart Dave Brat beat Republican House
There are two women in this story, two women and 125 years. One of them, this one, Renske, immigrated to America at the end of
The General Synod of the Reformed Church in America (RCA) and the Synod of the Christian Reformed Church in North America (CRCNA) begin meeting today
Friday the 13th of June, in the year of our Lord 2014, when the moon will be full, I will be entering a new decade.
With Pentecost two days behind us in life’s rearview mirror, the Church enters that long stretch of “Sundays after Pentecost,” also sometimes known as “Ordinary
I posted the first-ever entry on The 12, and, as such, have come today to send our readers a message on behalf of the sixteen
Jim Bratt is away today. We welcome Branson Parler, Associate Professor of Theological Studies at Kuyper College in Grand Rapids, Michigan. His most difficult theological
I’ve been glued to PBS most nights this week. I’m not obsessed with war. While I can’t quite make the full jump to all out

Mary Vanden Berg, a professor of systematic theology at Calvin Seminary in Grand Rapids, Michigan, is filling in while Theresa Latini is away on maternity
Sarina Gruver Moore is a visiting assistant professor of English at Calvin College. She’s filling in this summer for Jennifer Holberg, who is “working
I can’t believe how many Protestants have suddenly become Roman Catholic in their anti-Obamacare arguments. Please listen carefully, all you who oppose the Affordable Care
A friend here in Nashville is helping to plant a church in a nearby state prison, and recently got approval to start having outsiders come
Since he moved there in November I have visited my dad in the rest home every week, usually on Sunday afternoons. As my mom and
He was, in a way, both a large part and a small part of the Allied Invasion of Normandy, June 6, 1944–a small part because
In the book Letter to my Daughter, a collection of 28 short essays, the great poet, activist, and human being Maya Angelou writes in one
I firmly believe that our salvation depends on the poor. – Dorothy Day “For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty
According to CNN, the satellite data related to the missing Malaysian airliner is to be released today in a 50-page document. The media, family members,
Due to the subtleties of the calendar, I always get Memorial Day on The 12. I have posted solemn Memorial Day reflections in the past
This year being the centennial of the outbreak of World War I, I’m going to be posting reflections from time to time about books new
By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another. John 13:35 A former colleague once told me

Mary Vanden Berg, a professor of systematic theology at Calvin Seminary in Grand Rapids, Michigan, is filling in while Theresa Latini is away on maternity
Today’s blog will be my last until September, so I’m pleased to introduce to you my replacement for the summer: Sarina Gruver Moore. With an
Over the course of this month I’ve been leading a book discussion of N.T. Wright’s Surprised by Hope for an
Is no theology preferable to bad theology? In my town, Pella, Iowa, Tulip Time was almost three weeks ago. The tulips weren’t quite ready, but
My fellow academics sometimes complain about having to attend commencement ceremonies every spring, but I don’t mind sitting through them. I appreciate the opportunity to
Two other mountain men stayed with him, and one of them, Jim Bridger, would become even more famous than he. It was 1823, and they
Sin can be a slippery slope. I can still picture it, the baseboard that ran along the outer side of stairwell. I was a kid
I don’t fully get prayer. I’m not sure exactly what happens. Am I changing God’s “mind” (forgive me for the anthropomorphic description of God)? Is my mind
Back when I joined the Perspectives magazine Board of Editors in 2000 (which even now does not sound all that long ago), I was struck
Why do we remember what we remember? I attended the 50th Anniversary of Young Life in my hometown of Flint, Michigan, last week and was
Gotta admit, Mother’s Day is not my favorite holiday. Nothing whatsoever against my mother, mothers in general, or mother as a concept. Not even if
In my past life I was a high school baseball coach. I remember trying to teach 14-15 year old kids to pitch. Most of them

It will probably be obvious once you begin reading that I am not Theresa if for no other reason than I refer to being a
Yesterday was Teacher Appreciation Day (don’t worry—you can keep celebrating since the whole week is Teacher Appreciation Week). And if you’re a teacher, there’s lot
It was a facetious question. More or less. “Have you ever considered planting churches that are very intentionally open and affirming of LGBT folk? Given
I was getting my hair cut recently when I overheard the stylist at the chair next to me trying to make small talk with the
I am traveling this weekend, so my friend Nard Choi has agreed to allow me to share with you her recent piece on “third culture
Just a short chapter into Rudy and Shirley Nelson’s richly furnished international thriller, The Risk of Returning, Ted Peterson, who calls himself a “lost child,” is
A few years ago we did some minor renovations and remodeling in our church building, converting a rather dank closet that was being used as
Seminary It was the first day of the new semester in seminary. First days are about introductions and setting the expectations. Important, but I always
As a non-Roman Catholic, I should probably tread lightly on practices and a history that I know at best second hand. So if in what
I confessed a while ago in this space that I was behind on seeing the 2013 Oscar-nominated movies. No one seemed to get my point
Since my posts follow immediately upon Jason Lief’s, you’re bound to get some Kuyper talk every other weekend. Well, the subject’s germane, and the man
One of my favorite classes to teach is a biblical studies course over Acts-Revelation. This spring has been one of those classes you actually don’t

It will probably be obvious once you begin reading that I am not Theresa if for no other reason than I refer to being a
Consider today’s blog a bit of a continuation of Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell’s from yesterday on Christ’s “descent to the dead.” Frederick Buechner has argued “that we
Playing hide-and-seek as a kid, when the game was over, we would yell out “Olly, olly, oxen free.” Only recently did I learn the ancient
Today’s guest post comes from the Rev. Dr. Daniel Meeter, pastor of Old First Reformed Church in Brooklyn, New York. The charismatic rabbi of the
“Taking Jesus’ body, the two of them wrapped it, with the spices, in strips of linen.” (John 20:25) Joseph of Arimathea appears in all four
A phone call from my mother years ago–I think I was in college–included other news, I’m sure, but what she said after a deep breath
My brother recently texted me some old family pictures of him and me when we were kids—I think my family was going through old photo
I have another topic I want to write about today, but honestly, I want to keep Holy Week holy and welcome you into a few
“Please, don’t ask me to believe anything. Let’s stick with what we can know.” Those were the words of author Barbara Ehrenreich last week on
How much money should ministers make? I was a part of a conference last week sponsored by the Association of Theological Schools on “Economic Challenges
Christianity Today’s Book of the Year award for 2013 went to a volume whose first chapter is entitled, “Jesus Knocked Me off My Metaphysical Ass.”
Yesterday I was listening to a conversation with a historian on the difference between the historical Jesus and the Jesus of faith. It was interesting,
Congratulations to Theresa Latini, blogger-extraordinaire, who gave birth to Eleanor Olivia on April 3! Please remember Theresa and Eleanor in your prayers. Filling in today
It’s already 9 days into April, or as the literati like to call it, National Poetry Month. I hope you’ve been celebrating appropriately—or even inappropriately,
“Grandpa, we don’t pray in restaurants!” So declared my daughter to my father, many, many years ago. Our food had arrived, and as was his
Good Monday to you. After much hemming and hawing over several half-baked ideas for today’s post, I’ve decided to re-post this piece. I humbly (re)submit
I’ve been reading a lot of author interviews lately to prepare for Calvin’s Festival of Faith and Writing. So when I went to see the
The image I won’t soon forget from Haiti’s National Museum is a elaborately rigged ball and chain from the nation’s horrific dark ages, the days
I thirst for the living God. Where shall I go? I love learning. I love the process of reading, studying, conversing, and wrestling with
Note: Today’s blog is a guest blog by my colleague Dr. John Bolt, Professor of Systematic Theology at Calvin Theological Seminary, and I thank John
Q: Why is Miguel Cabrera so good? A: Because God likes baseball. So said an opposing scout, quoted in last week’s Sports Illustrated. The
And so she woke upWoke up from where she was lying stillSaid, “I gotta do somethingAbout where we’re going” You gotta cry without weepingTalk without
Two weeks ago author Kathleen Norris presented the James I. Cook lecture in Christianity and Literature at Western Theological Seminary. For those unfamiliar with her
Jennifer L. Holberg is on spring break this week. In her spot today is a guest post from Daniel José Camacho. Daniel is a seminarian hailing
Fred Phelps, the controversial founder of Westboro Baptist Church, died last week. If you want to know more about Fred, you’ll have to read elsewhere.
Reading The New Garden Book on the First Day of Spring It takes courage to say, “The shrubs and grassmust go.” But courage is what’s
It’s not insignificant. Created in the late ’20s, during the heyday of such memorials, Bryant Baker’s Pioneer Woman stands formidably just off one of Ponca City’s main
Tom is away this week attending the Steering Committee of the Christian Peacemaker Teams. In his place we introduce the Rev. Leah Ennis, an RCA
Dr. Christena Cleveland is someone I met on Twitter a year ago and have been following her closely since. She writes about faith and justice
This past Sunday in the “Bookends” back page column of the New York Times Book Review, writers Leslie Jamison and Adam Kirsch pondered some of
This week’s Time magazine features its annual “Ideas Issue,” and the cover says “The Case for Mockery.” The story, written by the comedians Keegan-Michael Key
(Read Part I of the memo here. Read Jessica’s original post here. And yes, they’re related–Jim is Jessica’s uncle.) Hi Jessica: Your follow-up dispatch on grad
) Some might suggest that purpose of watching a film is to identify with the characters–to get caught up in the story. Sure, there are
My past two blog posts have tried to recast the church’s ministry in terms of worldliness. On the one hand, there’s a kind of worldliness
Last November I wrote here about a fabulous movie that told the little-known story of a number of the best back-up singers in the music
I’m picking up where I left off two weeks ago, and glad for the responses that have given me much to ponder in the meantime.
At church my family always sits on the side over by the musicians. Church-going people fall into habits like that, sometimes for no particular reason.
It was a while ago now, four short years, counting like a grandparent. I finished with opening prayer at a Sunday dinner, and Pieter, our
Watching the Olympics in the last month has brought me back to ten years ago when I had the amazing opportunity to travel to the
Sacred Heart Parish in Farmington, New Mexico A month ago I wrote about a pilgrimage I was going on. Yes, it was part vacation that

I grew up in a decidedly non-liturgical tradition in the Christian Reformed Church. In fact, I recently elicited gales of laughter from my colleagues on
The grieving father decided we were going to have church at his daughter’s funeral last Saturday. Church it was. I’m no judge of crowds, but
I wasn’t going to respond to your latest post, about the parochialism of academe (http://assets.reformedjournal.com/jessica-bratt/2014/2/24/doctoral-student-dispatches-part-1.html#comments), figuring that I’d let those who don’t share our surname
Got a little soulThe world is a cold, cold place to beWant a little warmthBut who’s going to save a little warmth for me We
Two weeks ago, I suggested that the church manifests significant conformity to the world when it is motivated by fear of being tainted by sin
Twice today, something popped up in my facebook feed that centered on the idea of home. One (which quoted Maya Angelou) focused on the inescapable
I am no philosopher, nor a philosopher’s son. I am not even a herdsman or nor a dresser of sycamore trees. I refer to myself
Nicholas Kristof’s op-ed piece, “Professors, We Need You!,” struck a chord with me last week. I deeply respect Kristof’s work, and I’ve written here before (and
Who can withstand his icy blast?Ps. 147:17 To those among our readers who do not live in the wintry climes of North America, I apologize
On Saturday, January 2, 1847, a young Senecan named Ha-sa-no-an-da, or Ely Parker, then just 18 years old, visited the U.S. Capitol on a trip
When I last wrote here on the Twelve, I wondered about the role of play in faith development and becoming disciples of Christ.
While the Rev. Jes Kast-Keat is enjoying vacation, she invites the Rev. John Russell Stanger to write for The Twelve. John Russell is Minister for
In the wonderfully comic and deeply poignant 1987 film Broadcast News, William Hurt plays Tom Grunick, an empty-headed but ruggedly handsome network news reporter who
Do you have any idea what day it is? According to ads in last Friday’s Holland Sentinel, today is either “President’s Day,” “Presidents’ Day,” or
No, this is not a belated tribute to Valentine’s Day. (I did, in fact, deliver my card and flowers on time. Thanks for asking.) Rather,
In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn All I want for you to do is take my body home Well, well, well, so I
Now that I’m back living and teaching in a distinctively Reformed setting, I hear a concern for the purity of the church underneath conversations about
As promised in my last blog, the guest blogger today is my dear friend and colleague Jane Zwart, who teaches in Calvin College’s English Department.
Or “Neo-Pagans” and “Unchurched” Neo-pagan. It’s a term I toss around frequently, often endearingly. I think of many friends and acquaintances who I describe as
“Too many choices!” I commented as I tried to pick from the array of bread, bagels, and baked goods displayed in the breakfast buffet. “Yes,
Despite the continued deep freeze here in Michigan, I spy a glow of hope on the horizon: something wonderful is coming! I don’t mean spring.
Today we welcome a guest blogger to The Twelve. Thom Fiet is pastor with the Pleasant Plains Presbyterian Church, found in God’s Hudson Valley. Thanks, Thom! At what
Shiprock, New Mexico I was adopted by my maternal grandparents at a very young age. They have been incredible parents to me. My brith-parents died
My own Facebook feed is probably too limited to be much of a bellwether on anything. But across a weekend that featured both a Super
We had a Taizé-style worship service at Western Theological Seminary the other day, which meant we all sat on the chapel floor. I was by
I don’t use the word feeble very frequently, and my guess is that few of us do. If we use the word at all, we’re likely
I love high-church liturgy. Smells and bells, processions and litanies, choirs and acolytes—the more the merrier. It might be because of the sere Christian Reformed
“So who are you rooting for in the Super Bowl?” All week… the same question. “I hope they both lose,” is the response I’ve
Guest blogging for Theresa Latini today is Nkiru Okafor. Sr. M. Nkiruka C. Okafor IHM is a member of the Religious Institute of the Sisters
During this long, cold month of January, I’ve spent my time teaching—with my lovely friend and very talented colleague, Jane Zwart—an interim class entitled “Faith
Today, we welcome Chad Pierce as a guest blogger on The Twelve. Chad teaches biblical studies at Central College in Pella, Iowa and is a
This weekend I saw a special exhibit of Norman Rockwell’s work here in Nashville . I had heard it was great, and I wasn’t disappointed.
Oh cable, I could not part with you! I came close, though. You know how it works: you negotiate a one-year deal, and then when
Conventicle is an odd old word, but kind of fun actually, a word which suggests, by its composition, what it is–a kind of “mini-convention.” Only historians
A recent study on the cognitive abilities and development of 16-months-old children has me wondering about the role of play in developing—and perhaps just as
When Beyoncé dropped her surprise album on December 13th, without any public relations preparation, her fans went wild. I was one of those fans. It was
Taking a cue from Jeff Munroe’s post yesterday about Oscar nominations, in this posting I will muse briefly on one of this year’s Oscar contenders:
The Oscar nominations are out (or are they “in”?), and reading them leads me to believe I have officially become a fossil. If this were
Last week (in “Get Out Much?” January 11) Debra Rienstra asked me to weigh in on the question of what might be the appropriate image
At the beginning of every Biblical Foundations course—a college course for college freshman—I spend the first week or so talking about the importance of mythology.
Guest blogging for Theresa Latini today is Nkiru Okafor. Sr. M. Nkiruka C. Okafor IHM is a member of the Religious Institute of the Sisters
Trust in the LORD and do good; Dwell in the land and cultivate faithfulness. Psalm 37:3 The polar vortex last week had me looking at
Small-town church life in the upper Midwest means that we do funerals—quite a few. Iowa, for instance, is among the most elderly states in the
The baptism of Jesus was the central motif yesterday, as far as the liturgical calendar of the church year goes. I found myself reflecting quite
A “polar vortex” descended upon us here in Michigan at the tail end of the holiday break, extending school vacations by a few days and
The Christian Reformed mission at Zuni pueblo, New Mexico, in the 1920s “Depression times made return to Zuni unlikely,” Casey Kuipers wrote on papers
In a recent episode of The Big Bang Theory, the entire gang—Leonard, Sheldon, Raj, Howard, Penny, Bernadette, and Amy (and maybe Stuart too, I forget)—has
I am not interested in just thinking about theology. I am interested in living theology. The first time someone captured my attention about this idea
I’m a sucker for highway signs. Wall Drug, Ruby Falls, Mail Pouch, Burma Shave . . . a well done sign says something significant in
Today we welcome guest blogger Chuck DeGroat. Chuck teaches counseling and pastoral care at Western Theological Seminary, in Holland, Michigan. He co-founded Newbigin House of
The New York Times recently ran an Op-Ed piece by Michael Moore on the topic of Obamacare. True to form, Moore’s piece makes both conservatives
At one point in T.S. Eliot’s Four Quartets, the speaker has a rather Dantean meeting with one of his long-dead teachers. Of course, he is
What is it about the end of the year that makes us turn to stout and solemn hymns? While the TV shows us people wearing
I learned about the recent “elf on a shelf” trend on the day after Thanksgiving, when the plane I was boarding was preparing to take
But they constrained him, saying, Abide with us: for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent. And he went in to tarry
Guest blogging for Theresa Latini today is Nkiru Okafor. Sr. M. Nkiruka C. Okafor IHM is a member of the Religious Institute of the Sisters
It’s age. Why not tell it like it is? I wouldn’t be ornery if I were 24 or even 48. I’m not. I’m 65, and
I don’t mean to speed ahead or jump out of order too quickly, baby Jesus just being born and all and no need to rush
A guest post by my partner and fellow minister, Jim Kast-Keat. A poem he wrote reflecting on the gravity of Immanuel – God with us.
On this Christmas Eve day as I prepare for some last-minute mayhem at some stores–and following my being out yesterday to get new tires on
In one of the first entries of Preparing for Christmas, an Advent devotional by Father Richard Rohr, there is a warning about the danger of
Late Advent is usually a time for songs for me. Typically—and in violation of strict church-year protocol—I sneak ahead to steal Christmas carols from their
I know, I know… I’m supposed to say that Christmas isn’t about lights, or trees, or the gifts we receive; I’m supposed to remember the
As in many years past, I find myself in a state of longing this Advent—longing for the hope, peace, joy, and love of God’s kingdom
As I was driving around town today—taking a break from grading by buying a few last-minute Christmas presents—I saw the billboards announcing that MegaMillions is
Driving by the Unitarian-Universalist Church in Des Moines, the sign* read, Any night a child is born Is a holy night. I smiled inwardly, a
Today’s guest post comes from Rev. Dr. Chad Pierce. Chad is a Minister of Word and Sacrament in the RCA, and currently serves as a

My world lit class this past semester read nine—count ‘em—nine epics (well OK, substantial excerpts). We noticed, to our quiet astonishment, that in some ways
Today, in Sweden, a traditionally Lutheran country, most of the populace, I’m told, will go Christmas-crazy, having fallen in love a few centuries ago with
In days to come the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established as the highest of the mountains, and shall be raised above the
NYC The snow was falling in New York City as the hungry people gathered around the church doorsteps at West End Collegiate Church. About 75
It has become a sign of the season right along with lights appearing on the neighbors’ shrubbery and listening to Tony Bennett cover “O Little
On February 11, 1990, I was teaching an adult education class in Zeeland, Michigan. No, I do not have some savant-like ability to remember what
The tributes and praise for Nelson Mandela have come pouring in, from every corner of the globe and every segment on the political spectrum. For
The power of popular culture lies, among other things, in its story-telling. Television shows, movies, YouTube videos usher us into simple and complex stories alike.
This past week I came across an interesting article on the lesser known life of C.S. Lewis. If protestants canonized “saints” undoubtedly C.S. Lewis would
I had a different topic in mind for this week’s blog, but I have come back again and again to the poem below in the
Exhibit One: Once while spending the weekend at my college roommate’s home, we worshipped at his Nazarene Church. Small, sincere, and pure holiness. The “old”
I’ve been daydreaming about the comet Ison a lot the last few days, fascinated by this celestial body that has been making interesting headlines. Ison
Today, guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia intervenes just in time for the holiday season, offering soothing advice for frenzied spirits. Dear Miss Petunia:
Our fascination with the Holocaust seems unending, in part because nothing in the world’s recent past offers us such perfectly sculpted heroes and villians.
Thanksgiving is a time abounding with associations, where each item on our often copiously supplied dining table connects us to something, or usually more regularly,
It has been a full and demanding week for me. I was at my office until 9 PM and was up this morning at 5
During this Thanksgiving Day week here in the United States, I am reminded of an anecdote I ran across some years ago. The true story
Everyone 55 or older remembers it—remembers where they were when they heard that President Kennedy had been shot. That the threshold of recollection is so,
Mother I made it up from the bruise on the floor of this prison Mother I lost it, all of the fear of the Lord I
Over the past week, I finished reading a practical theological response to the prevalence of shame in late modern western culture. Shame: Theory, Therapy, Theology
I’m very much looking forward to Thanksgiving next week. It’s definitely my favorite holiday, hands-down. Of course, I love the food (and the break from
The Kingdom of God There is hardly a more powerful phrase or image in all of scripture. It stirs me, stretches my imagination, fills me
A week ago was Veterans Day, an occasion to honor and thank those who’ve served in our armed forces. Along with showing our gratitude, however,
Yesterday the staff of the Chimes, Calvin College’s student newspaper, released their weekly issue with a special insert called “Listen First.” In this feature, eight
Somewhere around the turn of the century, Andrew Vander Wagon, who was never an officially licensed pastor but became one anyway, determined to build a
Are you for peace? Do you like peace? So what? Seems like rather silly questions. If you’re reading this, whatever brings you to The Twelve
On a long commute home on the A train, I recently finished Marilyn Chandler McEntyre’s book Caring for Words in a Culture of Lies. Have you
Our daughter’s semester abroad this Fall gave my wife and me the opportunity last week to visit the country of Hungary and specifically the wonderful
Three cities in my home state of Michigan decriminalized possession of small amounts of marijuana in last week’s elections (following the earlier lead of several
Had a great discussion with faculty colleagues last night about my biography of Abraham Kuyper. Some of the people in the room had been reared
During the last season of Walking Dead, I blogged about faith, hope, and love in a zombie apocalypse. As I wrote then, the AMC television
The film Lars and the Real Girl tells the story about a young man—Lars—trying to work through relational and emotional issues. His mother died
When going through some of my mother’s papers, I discovered a very old church newsletter she had kept. That particular issue featured a column in
I don’t typically follow sports very closely, but I got really into the World Series during the past couple weeks. Watching the Red Sox win
Teaching Dante always puts me in an awkward position. I wind up admitting to a class of Calvin College students that I find the idea
Every so often Garrison Keillor’s Writer’s Almanac features some sweet nostalgia, sure to make almost anyone regret his or her no more being a kid. Often it’s all
It’s about me. It’s all about me. The Twelve is supposed to move and work within that great tradition of Reformed cultural commentary. As a
When I was a child I always wanted to be a veterinarian. I loved animals. It didn’t really matter the category in which they fell—livestock,
What art captivates your attention? I remember the first time I walked through the Museum of Modern Art, I felt like I was Alice who
I was raised a space cadet in the 1960s, part of a generation absorbed and obsessed with astronauts and the moon race. I remember being
Two weeks ago I went to the late showing of Gravity… by myself. Fitting, I guess. Alone, with my glasses on, in the darkness. I read
I’ve been reading some of the flood of books coming out ahead of next year’s centennial of the start of World War I. There’s something
Recently, I’ve been reflecting on my sabbatical last year. I’ve been taking time to mine the deeper lessons of a year dedicated to reading, research,
I’m very proud to have as my guest on the blog today my student Alexander Westenbroek. Alex is from Grand Rapids and is pursuing a
The first football game I attended upon moving to Iowa pitted the Dutch against the Norse. Who knew such strong ethnic sentiments still persisted? Team
Last week I was in New York for the Brooklyn classis meeting of the RCA. That’s the classis (local body of churches) of which I’m
When she started playing, I thought, Whoa there, sister, dial it back! You have a whole concerto to get through yet! She looked so young
Alexander B. Upshaw, the son of a Crow warrior of some renown among his people, was one of many young Native Americans sent off to
As a Minister of Word and Sacrament, there are few things that I truly completely love and enjoy as much as the celebration of baptism.
Have you seen the video of Banksy selling art in Central Park yet? Or even better, did you see the art stand in Central Park?
We have all heard the old adage, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.” But in recent times the world of Facebook has caused
In 1777 Frederick the Great sent one of his Prussian officers, General Baron Friedrich Wilhelm von Steuben, to the newly formed United States to assist
Thanks to Jason Lief for covering for me yesterday. I spent the better part of a week earlier this semester in Amsterdam and it seems
James K.A. Smith came to Dordt College this past week, bringing with him Augustinian desire, liturgical praxis, and Charles Taylor. It’s the Charles Taylor piece
I recently completed my first academic sabbatical. After seven years of teaching, advising, and administrative work, I was more than ready for the gift of
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
Dear Jesus,I know I have done wrong things that have made Your heart sad. Thank you for paying the price for my mistakes with your
I’ve asked Rev. Meg Jenista to be our guest writer today. Meg is the pastor of the Washington, DC Christian Reformed Church, where 20% of
Can I sue American entertainment culture for sexual harassment? I am wondering about this because I have been working my way through an online training
I don’t remember much about coming into Sioux Center, Iowa, in August of 1966. I was 18 years old, and I’d never been to northwest
Here’s a short lesson in Providence. I had an idea about tying in the mess in DC with seemingly intractable problems in the church, but
I can’t remember how I first heard of the Reverend Nadia Bolz-Weber but like a hipster in Brooklyn saying they liked a band before it
Some words stick with you longer than others for reasons hard to identify. One such word is “aggiornamento,” which I learned along the way in
(In which I try to tell fellow introverts to be themselves.) A short while after I started working at Western Theological Seminary, I found a
Every Tuesday and Thursday I teach a class on the church: ecclesiology. Students don’t have a clue what that word means – they take
I’m down at the Billy Graham Center at Wheaton College this weekend for a conference on . . . Billy Graham. The festivities opened last
Nearly thirteen years ago as I was completing my final year as an MDiv student at Princeton Seminary, a friend from Grand Rapids, MI quipped,
One of my fondest childhood memories is the weekly bringing home of an enormous stack of books from the library and heaping it next to
I’ve started putting more birthday reminders in my Google calendar, but it feels awkward when I set such events to “repeat annually,” because the screen
The Surrender of Breda is a gigantic, life-size painting by Diego Velasquez (1599-1660). Mentioning it here on The Twelve, with its inordinate amount of
As a member of the planning committee for the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin, I have the best committee work in the world:
Here, as elsewhere in nature, it’s really all about sex. Their raspy lascivious retching, I’m told, comes in four different songs, slightly different takes on
Tom is otherwise engaged today and therefore, introduces his friend and colleague the Rev. Blaine Crawford who has written today’s post. Blaine is a pastor
The day I was ordained by the Holland Classis to the office of Minister of Word and Sacrament was one of the most incredible days
To begin, let me be clear that most everything I am about to note in this blog applies as much to me as to anyone
After a long day of driving we stopped for the night in Eau Claire, Wisconsin, and decided to see a movie. It was a Thursday
A few years back, every so often, I would sneak over to Oskaloosa, Iowa to worship at a small Episcopal church. I always joke that
Today we welcome a guest blogger to The Twelve: Mara Joy Norden. She pastors an RCA congregation called The Community in Ada, MI with her
I recently had the privilege of preaching at Western Theological Seminary on the second day of the new academic year. The lectionary text was James
For many years, I walked my dog pretty much every day with one of my closest friends and her dog. In every season. No matter
When Christians are asked to evaluate the ethics of war, “just war theory”—that a war is justified— quickly enters the conversation. Here I offer some
Just after New Year’s Day this past January, while I was back in Grand Rapids, I walked past a reporter lady from the East Grand
I would like to thank faithful readers of The Twelve blog for supporting this little venture, and I do hope you continue to enjoy our
It arrived in the mail, a gift from my wife’s cousin, who found it while sifting through their aunt’s keepsakes–a bulletin from the First Christian
I like a clean desk, and today is a clean desk kind of day. A day when you take all the piles—the books and folders
Confession: I love social media. I am tired of people berating social media and proclaiming that it is the downfall of personal interaction. I just
If you are someone who is instantly turned off by the kind of blog (or any kind of writing) whose premise is along the lines
Thanks to Redbox, I finally saw 42, Brian Helgeland’s feel good story of Jackie Robinson breaking baseball’s “color line.” What’s not to like? With
In the Southpark episode “Britney’s New Look” Stan, Cartman, Kyle, and Butters decide to make some money by snapping a photograph of Britney Spears who
I know I promised to finish up some reflections on Harriet Beecher Stowe and Calvinism this week, but yesterday’s 50th-anniversary commemoration of Martin Luther King’s
In the Twin Cities, it is fair time, and Minnesotans are proud of their state fair. I’m told it’s second in size only to the
Jennifer L. Holberg will be away from the blog for several weeks. Her replacement is T. Jefferson Underhill. Underhill, thinking about a career change, is
© Ryan Spencer Reed It took a couple weeks, but the postcard from Paktia Province, Afghanistan eventually arrived in my mailbox. It’s from Ryan Spencer
So I’m talking to this guy not long ago, a guy I’d just met, and he’s talking about the area, about who lives here
Martin Luther is attributed as saying, “Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.”
Jes is away on vacation for the month of August and is happy to introduce to you Mandy Meisenheimer, Director of Children and Youth Ministries
At the 2009 Washington Correspondents’ Dinner, comedienne Wanda Sykes joked with President Obama, “They even gave you grief about your dog, about Bo. ‘Why didn’t
Once upon a time comedian Bill Maher poked good-natured fun of religion and the church. My family and I love watching old clips from “The
The dinner conversation veered onto the topic of Frederick Buechner, and I steeled myself for the inevitable comment, which came with the predictability of a
Over the past year I’ve done much reading and listening to podcasts on the show Breaking Bad. Sunday marked the beginning of the end –
Late summer means slogging through tasks you signed up for under fairer prospects and distant deadlines. For me that means writing an essay on the
Christian clichés elicit strong reactions in my household. First comes the eye rolling, which I chalk up to the inevitable effects of seven years of
Jennifer L. Holberg will be away from the blog for several weeks. Her replacement is T. Jefferson Underhill. Underhill, thinking about a career change, is
The summer is waning, but the heat in Nashville isn’t. I’m especially preoccupied with escaping the humidity and sweltering temps because the A/C in my
Adam: “That woman you saddled me with, it’s all her fault.” God: “Yeah, right. Look, the deal is, you’re still responsible. So you’re going to
I don’t believe I will ever sing “Blessed Assurance” without thinking of my father. He never mentioned that hymn as being among his top
outside of Indianola, Iowa The great American ecologist (and forester, conservationist, writer, wildlife biologist) Aldo Leopold once said, “To those devoid of imagination a blank
Jes is away on vacation for the month of August and is happy to introduce to you Grace Miguel Cipriano. I first met Grace through
Note: Because of the timeliness of this blog post and because it makes such excellent observations, I invited my colleague, Greg Scheer, to post today
My senior year of college, in a capstone sort of course, I read John Howard Yoder’s The Politics of Jesus and Richard Mouw’s Politics and
It’s ancient history now, but once upon a time there used to be these things called “newspapers,” and big cities not only had one but
Heads up… the 80 year old man in me is breaking out this morning. He doesn’t come around too often, but every now and again
My mind keeps circling back to Trayvon Martin—not to the person, admittedly, nor to the trial with its outrageous verdict. But to the Stand
Not too long ago I experimented with an outside-of-the-box social media post—or at least outside of my typical posts. I added my name to a
Jennifer L. Holberg will be away from the blog for several weeks. Her replacement is T. Jefferson Underhill. Underhill, thinking about a career change, is
Today, we welcome guest blogger, Phyllis Palsma, a minister of Word and Sacrament in the Reformed Church in America. She currently serves as contract minister
A year ago this week I said goodbye to Boston and moved to Nashville. Of the many Boston memories that continue to steep in my
I have endured some condescending eyerolling this week, aimed my way because I showed moderate interest in the birth of the royal baby. The two
It’s a story I never tired of telling, and it happened just last week–well, July 15, 1838 (and, no, I haven’t been telling it for
Two weeks ago here at the twelve I commended a National Geographic story of people making hay in Romania and delved into the rich ecological

In New York City space equals money. Let me offer two examples that surprised this Midwestern transplant. I am a frequent coffee shop attender. In
A time or two in the past here on The Twelve I have mused a bit about the lack of civility in society today. I

Knowing that Shin Soo-Choo is playing the outfield in Cincinnati makes it easier for me gather the strength to face the world each day. Soo-Choo
For the past two weeks my family and I have been hanging out in Grand Rapids where I’ve been immersed in a seminar discussing Eastern
On the road yet again this week, this time in St. Louis for a conference on early American history. On the way down we stopped
In recent weeks, I’ve been reading a lot about wisdom, and longing for more of it in my life. Wisdom provides a robust biblical and
Those beautiful, melancholy lines from the Book of Common Prayer—“in the midst of life, we are in death”—have become a kind of leitmotif for me
I just returned from Minnesota, from a writing workshop called “Deepening Words: Writing and the Spiritual Life,” led by writer and scholar Lauren Winner. She
Summer driving season affords an opportunity to listen to music over and over. Knowing how many times I’ve listened to Bob Dylan’s Tempest (2012) as
For the past several summers, I’ve taken a yoga class with a number of my colleagues at Calvin. For the first few summers, we met
James Russell Lowell, who stood grandly among the literary luminaries of the mid-19th century, created a darling series of thumbnail sketches featuring his rival
The July issue of the National Geographic magazine has an incredible article about the haymaking practiced in the small villages of the Transylvanian region of
“What do we progressive Christians use for devotional resources?” Welcome to a little insider pastoral conversation in my office. This question lit me up! I
There is far less traffic on The 12 about this year’s RCA General Synod than last year’s, most probably because peace and unity reigned this
A few weeks ago Jes Kast-Keat wrote a post about Vampire Weekend’s new song “Ya Hey.” (You can read it here…) For the past two
In the past, I’ve tried to read Ecclesiastes, but I’ve not gotten beyond a few select portions of the text. And I have the Mamas
Today Jeff Japinga blogs for The Twelve. Jeff is an ordained minister in the Reformed Church in America who serves as associate dean and assistant
Soon after the 2012 election a Perspectives editor asked me to write about the diminished role overt faith had in presidential campaign discourse. He thought
I know that important things have been happening in the news this week, but I don’t care because: I’m in Hawaii. Been here for almost
Once upon a time, the Schaap family lived here–the island of Terschelling, one of a small chain of islands off the northwest corner of the
My parents divorced when I was about thirteen or so. Probably should better recall when exactly—it certainly was a rough period in my family’s life
11:45PM 6/25 I’m sitting on edge watching the Texas senate showdown. There are 15 minutes left and Senator Davis has been filibustering for over 12
The sudden death of the actor James Gandolfini at the age of 51 reminded lots of people of those years watching “The Sopranos” and the
Two Thursdays, two meals. The first: a far-too-normal day that didn’t have time for lunch in it. I’m about to confess some things and this
We all have biases when it comes to a sense of place. Most of us struggle to break free from false perceptions about a people
My wife and I have been traveling around the Netherlands the past ten days on a trip with our adult children and their consorts in
In recent weeks, I’ve suggested that church leaders who are committed to the principles of compassionate communication, who are trained in its basic skills, and
As long as I have been in the field of English, the humanities have been in “crisis.” (I’m not going to rehash that whole history
The question—can churches split?—reminds me of the bromide attributed to Samuel Clemens. Do you believe in infant baptism? Believe in it? Hell, I’ve seen
Yesterday I did something I hadn’t done in five years. I was pouring a bowl of cereal and a piece fell on the kitchen floor
I have never read an Amish romance novel. I tried once—not very hard—and couldn’t do it, couldn’t even get past page three. However, I did
The Lighthouse at Westkapelle by Piet Mondrian I stumbled on a incredible war story about Westkapelle, Zeeland, the Netherlands, in a book of World War II
“So if anyone is in Christ, there is a new creation: everything old has passed away; see, everything has become new! All this is
Yesterday, as I was in the air, flying from New York City to Michigan, the new Vampire Weekend song was on repeat. Have you heard
Growing up in the CRC there were certain hymns we’d sing from the old blue Psalter Hymnal that contained lines that always stuck with me.
The Big Boy is now an Indian restaurant in my little town. I went back to that town where I spent most of my childhood
The calendar says June so I guess summer is upon us. It just doesn’t feel like summer in Iowa; the high temperature’s been in the
Every decade probably gets The Great Gatsby it deserves. The 1920s found the novel to be less telling a revelation of itself than author F.

Nearly ten years ago I discovered a resource—a set of practices actually—that has contributed again and again to my capacity to stay connected to God, others,
One of the hottest topics in Christian colleges these days is vocation (and it has been for about a decade). How do we prepare students
in one year. We all are familiar with those programs that provide a schedule to read the entire Bible in a single year. Often they
Last week, after an “Auntie Jessica” visit to San Francisco, I visited the Arches National Park in Moab, Utah, with my friend Stefanie. It had
It’s time once again for guest blogger and advice columnist Pious Petunia to provide savvy answers to the pressing dilemmas readers present in their letters.
This morning, Woot’s got a sale on baseball gloves, not just any gloves–Rawlings gloves. I will not, again, in my life, have need of
The second to the top button on my go-to work shirt—the one that I wear when I want to look particularly professional, the one that
A large part of my religious upbringing I was Roman Catholic. Ornate stained glass windows, votive candles flickering, and intricate artifacts surrounded me on Sunday
My family and I just spent our annual first full weekend at a small cottage we have about an hour north of Grand Rapids. It’s
In the rhythm of The 12, my two week schedule connects with the May holidays of Mother’s Day and Memorial Day. That’s fitting, since this
A week ago today I was in San Francisco, CA standing on a bluff looking at the Golden Gate Bridge. It was a beautiful day,
Jim Bratt is away today. We thank Angie Mabry-Nauta for blogging today. “Dear God?” nine-year-old Sophia petitioned. Her voice was more purposeful last night than
Recently I was introduced to the Institute for Congregational Trauma and Growth, an organization that provides resources, networking, and education for communities of faith that
I knew I was definitely going to write about Oklahoma today. If there is one place that I think of when I think “childhood,” it
The Sunday after Pentecost, this coming Sunday, is known as Trinity Sunday. I used to make fun of Trinity Sunday. Exactly what event are we
Graphic by Timothy Aivazian (http://timothyaivazian.com)Happy Pentecost Monday, friends. As I was reflecting on the layers of meaning that Pentecost carries, I found my way back
By all accounts, he was a really good guy–good father, good husband, good church-goer. In some ways, on paper at least, he seems quintessentially
Perhaps you’ve heard? The apocalypse is coming. And no, it’s not because the General Synod workbook is out. (Although in some areas it is rousing
Are you sick of posts about graduation? I hope not because I am going to add one more. Except this time it is from the
On Saturday, Jason Lief reflected in this space on college graduation and the twin impulses to hit the road or stay where you are. Today,
Yesterday was graduation at Dordt College. Over 300 students sat up on the stage, waiting for their diploma, so they could leave. Graduation day has
As you outlanders might have noticed, the bloggers at this site who live in the upper Midwest have been musing out loud (it’s not

The key to transforming conflict in the church today is developing skilled leaders who are not afraid to engage conflict. As mentioned two weeks ago,
As Jessica Bratt blogged on Monday, her father (and my colleague) Ken Bratt had his retirement reception that afternoon. I just want to note here
The Boston Marathon bombing seems like increasingly “old-news,” although Jeff Munroe’s post last week, “I’m Not Done With Boston” generated some good discussion. It might
My dad, Ken Bratt, is retiring this year. He’s been a Classics professor and director of the Honors program at Calvin College for decades, so
Someone had to come out and say it eventually, and Lillian Daniel was the brave one. Her blog post “Spiritual But Not Religious: Please Stop
There was a telephone booth somewhere near the Variety Store back then, a telephone booth I hardly ever used. There was no need really–I
I was 18 when I got my first tattoo. I was sitting in my small Christian college dorm room and I knew that I was
The past six days are to me a blur, and the ordinary way of remembering days past seems not to apply. Anyone reading this who
In the two-week rhythm of The 12, I last posted on the day of the Boston Marathon / bombings. And by the standards of our
As I was driving with my daughter the other day the chit chat gave way to a more serious topic. “In school next we’re going
I’ve been trying to figure out which deaths count and which don’t—not in the eyes of God, of course, but in those of the American
Over the past fifteen years, I have served as a spiritual care coordinator (i.e., chaplain), an associate pastor, a seminary professor at two different institutions,
Spring is taking a long time this year to get to West Michigan. Last week was extremely stormy here in Grand Rapids (and many other
You’re watching Jeopardy. The category is “Pastoral Conversations.” The answer is “A stick that smart men use to beat up people who disagree with them.”
Today’s guest post comes from Kate Davelaar. Kate is a minister of Word and Sacrament in the RCA and currently serves as a Chaplain at
Last night, thanks to the cleverness and curiosity of internet geeks, my husband and I were able to listen for about three hours to Boston
There’s just so much about what happened in Boston on Monday that’s going to happen again. Will people hate? Yes. For a dozen reasons or
Does what we believe make a difference? Or should what we believe make a difference? Or rather, how do we believe what we believe?
Once upon a time a blog began. Twelve different people would write about what it means to be Reformed, daily. Little did the writers know
It’s difficult for me to believe that it’s been now close to 8 years since I left my last congregation as pastor and weekly preacher.
One of the joys of being one-twelfth of The 12 is the chance to interact with what the other eleven are thinking and writing about.
This semester I’m teaching a course on the topic of Christianity and popular culture. We started the semester reading selections from Niebuhr’s Christ and Culture
Rev. Angie Mabry-Nauta is subbing for James Bratt today. She is a writer and ordained Minister of Word and Sacrament in the Reformed Church in America
Jessicah Bratt’s recent blog post engendered a fair amount of gratitude and conversation from our regular readers. She graciously raised pointed questions about the RCA’s
These last few days on The 12 it seems as if we’re in the middle of something of an intentional series here, thinking through various
Last Saturday, Debra Rienstra looked at the well-known post-Easter story of Jesus and “doubting Thomas,” and the great crescendo at the end of the fourth
A few weeks ago, the day after Pope Francis’ election, actually, a chaplain colleague and I greeted a troop of Girl Scouts in the children’s
I’ve always liked the story of doubting Thomas. When I wrote this meditation several years ago for Lectionary Homiletics, I finally realized just how important
Hey, I’m no purist. Maybe I should be–after all, I’ve been a classroom teacher for my whole life, an English teacher too. I’ve every right
For I am about to create new heavens and a new earth; the former things shall not be remembered or come to mind. But be
I remember when I first chose feminism. Or to put it in a more Calvinist light, I remember when feminism chose me. My Conversion It
On Easter Monday I caught the first 20 minutes of The Diane Rhem Show on NPR in which Diane was interviewing the Pulitizer Prize-winning novelist
Over a year ago my son bought about 300 old record albums for $50 on Craigslist. Being the parent in the equation, I asked the
Does the precise locus of this Saturday, at the interface between cross an resurrection, its very uniqueness as the one moment in history which is
Good Friday when I was young was a day for bargaining. Not just between the pulpit and my ear, as I tried to do the

When I served as a pastor, the Maundy Thursday worship service was my favorite of the year. It was wrapped in darkness, silence, and somber
I thought it would be fitting as we move deeper and deeper into this Holy Week to devote today’s blog to a beautiful poem by
Bad joke alert! Brace yourself.“So,” says the fitness buff to the pastor, “what kind of pilates was this ‘Pontius’ that Jesus suffered under?”Groan. Sorry. Perhaps
As we enter into Holy Week, I’d like to share a piece I wrote two years ago for the Faith and Leadership program at Duke Divinity:
Let’s admit it: Palm Sunday is a problem. I know I shouldn’t be questioning a moment in the church calendar that goes all the way
Home is that place that nurtures and sustains you, where you are with your kindred, where you find rest and comfort, are safe and supported.
On a plane, I’m a reader not a talker. In fact, I rather resent jabberers, warm-hearted folks, I’m sure, who make it their mission
I often look to honor the words of women in my personal prayers and within my congregational prayers. Too often women’s words are
Understandably enough, the world’s attention last week centered on Rome and the elevation of a new pope. Shoot, I’m not even Catholic and I had

I couldn’t resist buying this album when I saw it for sale in a used bookstore in Cadillac, Michigan last week. The fact it cost
It’s a challenge following Theresa Latini on this blog. Yesterday, again, she knocked one out of the park on a matter near and dear to
Over the years I’ve encountered students who are adamantly convinced that pastoral care begins and ends with God’s word. If by this they meant Jesus
A couple of weeks ago, a non-Christian friend put an item on Facebook that made me pause. The post was from a comedian, riffing on
The Papal Conclave is here. With no presidential horserace to handicap, the media has turned its attention to Rome. People who don’t seem to have
Today’s guest post for Jessica Bratt comes from Mark Roeda, pastor of South Bend Christian Reformed Church. The first season of Louie contains an episode
Debra Rienstra has asked Abby Zwart to serve as a guest blogger today. Abby is a senior Secondary Education-English major at Calvin College. She is
I don’t believe I will ever sing “Blessed Assurance” without thinking of my father. He never mentioned that hymn as being among his top ten
You cause the grass to grow for the cattle, and plants for people to use, to bring forth food from the earth, and
The recent conversations in our household, and among my group of friends, have surrounded around the Subverting the Norm conference. Have any of you heard
Ever since Star Wars was in the running back in 1978 when I was 14 years old I have watched the annual broadcast of the
I heard a remarkable story the other day from Dan Aleshire, the President of the Association of Theological Schools. Aleshire recently interviewed three pastors from
As a theology professor at a protestant institution I’ve learned the art of self-depreciation. The heritage of the reformation is always suspect of the “priesthood”-
Theresa Latini stole my thunder yesterday with her wise post, “How to Live Well and Faithfully in the Midst of Institutional Upheaval.” I’m glad she
I’ve heard much talk in the past five years about the radical changes coming in theological education. From the head of ATS (Association of Theological
Last time, I talked here about growing up in the Army chapel system, so I hope you’ll indulge a second blog in a row about
The little pond I swim in, the Reformed Church in America, has not, in my memory, anticipated a book as much as Jim Brownson’s recently
Today’s guest post comes from Mark Roeda, pastor of South Bend Christian Reformed Church: Learning to read resembles learning to ride a bike. In
If for some reason you wish to study that peculiar state of human existence called “the blahs,” I suggest you begin in the third week
This is yesterday afternoon, a gorgeous February Sabbath, and that’s my grandson writing a message in the light snow on the Floyd River with the
There is a photo hanging above the piano in my dining room, an old black and white that shows the first parsonage I lived in,
One of my favorite parts of my workweek takes place on Tuesday nights 4:00-5:30. It’s a time when we swing wide open the sanctuary doors
Because I have been invited to teach a preaching course at a conference in Uganda this coming August, I recently paid a visit to the
Being good is complicated. I’ve just read two British novels, written over 150 years apart, that make that point. It fascinates me that of all
I’m a sucker for award shows. Last weekend it was the Grammys; this week it’s the Oscars. I can honestly say I watched most of
Last night I received a teaching award at my college–most surprisingly and not a little discomfiting, as the remarks below indicate. But an occasion to

This year I’m spending Valentine’s Day finishing a chapter on the history of pastoral theology for a pastoral care textbook that I’m co-writing. (That’s romance
And so another Lenten season begins. Ash Wednesday was not part of my tradition growing up—the imposition of ashes was a little too “high” for
“It all comes down to hermeneutics!” It was a seminary prof, many years ago, who uttered those words. I had probably heard the word “hermeneutics”
Good morning. Happy Monday. Happy busy, lots-to-do, didn’t-get-enough-done-this-weekend-or-enough-rest-either kind of morning. Welcome to another brief interval between sunrise and sunset. If you’re anything like me
Thanks to Jes for her thoughtful post earlier this week on cloudy places in Luke’s Transfiguration story. To further prepare for Sunday, here’s a meditation
When my master’s program was over, I wasn’t enamored with graduate school, and I rather missed the high-maintenance life of a high school teacher. My
I was having a bad afternoon. One day last week while running errands, doing visits, and culminating in some long put-off grocery shopping it seemed
While he was saying this, a cloud came and overshadowed them; and they were terrified as they entered the cloud. (Luke 9:34) Photo by Jim
Two weeks ago I was privileged to sit in on a consultation on preaching hosted by my colleagues at the Calvin Institute of Christian Worship.
If you read Jennifer Holberg’s entry last week you know that Jennifer and I were privileged to spend Saturday, January 26th at the Buechner Institute
My TV girlfriend, as my wife refers to her, has left me. Elizabeth Lemon has moved on, leaving me with nothing but syndication. 30 Rock
A couple months ago, in commenting on Lincoln the movie and some arguments it had triggered, I promised to return to a similar controversy over
I learned preaching and worship leadership from masters of the art. Their classes were captivating and remain some of the most memorable of my seminary
I reported in my last post about the flurry of activities that is occurring these days around the work of the writer Frederick Buechner. This
I went somewhat under duress, trying to be a good husband. One child wondered how dad “deigned” to go. The other told us she “fell
I snapped this photo from my seat at the Washington, D.C. restaurant where I had brunch with a friend last Sunday. I admired the
And now, another episode in our continuing series: Logical Fallacies in Public Discourse. This week: false dichotomy. I really must apologize to the whole of
I showed them this old picture, something the turn-of-the century on the Rosebud, most of the kids outfitted in blankets, traditional garb. We talked about
I’ve come rather late to this whole Downton Abbey phenomena, only recently having seen any of the show. At the urging of one of my
Image from University of Cambridge Recently I was in a Scriptural Reasoning (SR) group lead by Dr. Peter Ochs who developed SR some twenty years
In a couple of months’ time the hit show “The Office” will be no more in terms of new episodes but it will doubtless live
Pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training in a few weeks, and if that doesn’t make your sagging spirits billow with hope, then you must
We were sitting at the table the other night eating supper when my son blurts out, “My friends and I were talking about sex today.”
That would be the United States. The good-ol’ USA. The young nation born to offer (so says its Great Seal) a new order of the
On the strong recommendation of a friend who has yet to steer me wrong on such matters, I began the New Year by watching the
We’re in the middle of our January interim term here at Calvin College, an intensive three week session when students typically take just one course.
“I chose to come to this church because it was known to give fifty percent to missions.” The speaker was an elderly man in my
Today marks a month since the school shooting in Newtown. The media have moved on, of course, and discussions continue about what changes can or
My guess: 1971, when people placed family members in glaring sunlight to take a picture, resulting in a shadow of the photographer in the lower
It wasnt’ deja vu exactly. I know that phenomenon, the distinct feeling that time and place is being strangely replicated; you’re somehow sure you stood in
Peter TeWinkle is substituting for Thomas Goodhart who unfortunately is responding to a case of gun violence within his own community this week. A husband

The call to love is not for Pansies — It’s the hardest job I do.Lady Justice held back by the Lady of Mercy by Glynn
A pair of NY Times pieces in the past two weeks raise vital issues. A week ago in an “On Religion” column, Samuel G. Freedman
This year I resolve to be a better wordsmith by thinking outside the box and giving 110%. Now that Father Time has flipped the pages
I had a great idea for a blog post. I had it written up… I spent time on it…but something went wrong when I pressed
Substituting today for Jim Bratt is Josh Banner. Josh is the Minister of Music and Art and a teaching professor in the ministry minor at

Image from a stunning collection by Clare Benson Standing on the threshold, all we’ve left undone smirking in our periphery, all we carry with
Two weeks ago, I was finishing the work of the semester and preparing for holiday travel, so I gladly yielded to the request from our
Happy new year! I suppose that makes it a bit late for resolutions. I’ve never been a big fan of them anyway—dubious as I am
I was musing over some vintage images of Father Time and Baby New Year when I saw on Facebook (source of breaking news, for better
Today I’d like to introduce a guest blogger: advice columnist Pious Petunia. Miss Petunia has been receiving numerous letters of late concerning today’s most puzzling
I’d never really been in a church until I was ten years old. Oh sure, there’d been a couple of funerals, and a Mennonite wedding
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it. The warm sanctuary was quieter than normal. The dimly lit church was peppered
Note: I realize this post is far, far longer than the average blog here on The Twelve. But my turn for blogging here falls on
I’m too old for Kanye and Lady Gaga and too young for Johnny Mathis and Perry Como. My idea of good music comes from James
Two weeks ago I took my kids to see Rise of the Guardians – a story about Jack Frost, Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and the
I was going to write in sorrow or outrage or scolding critique about the shootings at Newtown, Connecticut a week ago today. But all of
In one week, one day, one moment, so much can change; so much can be lost. And we are left torn apart and disoriented. Waves
James Vanden Bosch, professor of English at Calvin College is substituting today for Jennifer Holberg. Thanks, Jim! “We had fed the heart on fantasies, The
“Theologians are poets who cannot write poetry.” I believe it was Stanley Hauerwas I once heard say this. It feeds my deep insecurities. I certainly
I’m struggling to find words today. I’m tempted to just re-post my piece “Herod’s Long Shadow” from a year ago. And I’m tempted to take back
I would like to be writing a review of the new movie The Hobbit, but I haven’t seen it yet. (My daughter went to a
I’m not unaccustomed to traveling, but yesterday, like a thousand times before, I came up on a huge strip of truck tire, something peeled from
Just to be clear, beer and gasoline is not what this post is about, although they do make an appearance in what I’d like to
That’s the title that the rising spoken word artist, Suli Breaks, gave his piece of art. It has gone viral since he posted it on
“They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever

To prepare to write about the looming fiscal cliff I read long essays in The Atlantic, The New Yorker and Time. After doing that, I
Had an interesting conversation with a friend the other day about his daughter’s experience at preschool. The preschool teacher took it upon herself to tell
History writing used to be about kings and battles. Now a fair number of the battles are about history writing. Just since Thanksgiving two

Advent is a season of anticipation, hope, and waiting for the arrival of Christ. The advent wreath, the lighting of candles, the preparation of the
Growing up, the season of Advent was always a big deal in my family. We never failed to have an Advent wreath—which we looked forward
Writing for The Twelve and Perspectives is often a bit like dropping a pebble down a well. You stand there, waiting, waiting, listening, and hoping
Today I want to commend Brene Brown to you, and point you to some of her work that I hope you’ll watch or read when
At the end of the semester in our creative writing classes at my college, we talk about the publication process and encourage our students to
News flash from CNN, just now read it when I opened my e-mail. “Winning numbers for the nearly 580 million Powerball jackpot are 5-23-16-22-29.
Today my thoughts return me to Jerusalem and Ramallah, Hebron/al-Ḫalīl, At-Tuwani, and Tuba and to the many people who live under the yoke and tyranny
Dr. Tricia Sheffield (minister at Middle Collegiate Church), Dr. Cornel West, and me – Rev. JKK (minister at West End Collegiate Church) Last night was
I envy math teachers. I mean, when they have to grade a test or a quiz, they know at a glance whether it’s right or
How did belief in climate change become political? Have you noticed that generally people who vote Democratic believe in climate change and people who vote
Daniel Meeter writes today in place of Jason Lief. Thanks, Daniel. On Tuesday, November 6, the people of the United States elected Barack Obama for a
I’ve treasured this poem ever since I first read it as a freshman in college. It appealed to this then late-60s kid as a brilliant
It’s 11pm, the night before Thanksgiving. The house is clean; the table is set; and, the turkey is defrosted. My husband and I will awake
This week, so many possible topics presented themselves as suitable for the blog: Liz Lemon seems to be getting married (question arises: appropriate feminist triumph
I spent much of my sabbatical in France. Before you imagine me quaffing champagne along the Champs Elysees, I should you tell that the places
Today’s guest post comes from Rev. Adriene Thorne, an Associate Minister at Middle Collegiate Church in New York City. It originally appeared on The Huffington Post. Thanks
I’m just now turning my thoughts to the Thanksgiving Day menu. My parents and brothers and their families will be coming here, since the days
What if the church became more like an AA meeting? “Father, can I have a blessing?” In scrubby jeans and an old fleece jacket I
Midland Beach, Staten Island It’s a wild ride to experience a hurricane. It’s also confusing to accept the reality that the part of the
My last post two weeks ago generated more comments than anything I’ve done on The Twelve. So today I will shift away from all things
One of awful things about Alzheimer’s disease is that you grieve the loss of a loved one while that loved one is still alive. It’s
Psalm 146 Praise the Lord. I will praise the Lord all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.Do not put your trust in
When I was ordained, I asked the presiding minister to preach on Colossians 1:15-23, because this text pointed me to the sovereignty of God in
Whatever you are feeling this morning (that is, if you are an American with opinions about yesterday’s election), it seems to me the words of
It was Election Day, 1996. My father started his day over a cup of coffee with a group of retired men from his church—white, middle
Well, tomorrow’s the big day. After tomorrow, the attack ads and campaign coverage will be over, and sweet little Abigael will be able to stop
Last night St. Hildegard of Bingen visited Calvin College. She sang, accompanied by a plucked psaltery, or by a handheld harp, or by a fancy
Sort of eerie is what it was. We came up over a hill and found it, just across the gravel from a sprawling field full
The call came in part way through a three or four-day retreat. Part of the seminary’s January term, the entire first year class had travelled
Not gonna lie, I may have started my morning off with this song. Which many of my 30-something year old, non-religious, cosmopoltin friends would say
As we enter the final week before we get through this taut political season, I have a question: Who is responsible for making and distributing
This is it, boys, this is war – what are we waiting for?Why don’t we break the rules already?I was never one to believe the
I vowed I wouldn’t make this post about how Evangelical celebrities keep tripping over the sex thing. But it’s so hard to resist. Just in

I’ve been riveted to presidential politics this fall—the polling, the spin, the analysis and projections, the Facebook discussions, and not least of all, the presidential
I know the candidate I am voting for, but I nevertheless have dutifully watched all three presidential debates. By the last one, however, I almost
Lynn Japinga is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell who is on sabbatical. If you are desperate for more information about the RCA’s Synod of 1969, you
I’d like to introduce you to someone. His name is Pumpkin-Headed Turkey Claus. His creators, the nice people at RetailMeNot.com, offer us this bio: “Who is
In order to prevent us nice Christian teenagers from indulging in let-loose drinking and debauchery on graduation night, a group of parents devised a nefarious
Mitt would count them in his column, I’m sure. After all, they certainly aren’t part of the 47% of us who leech off

Maybe it really is just about catching flies with chopsticks. Often ministry is not what you think it will be. That’s a fair and probably
2001I was driving back from Ferris State University beaming with pride on a September morning. I was taking my first college class as a senior

A colleague whom I respect very, very highly has a theory with which I disagree. My friend thinks that it is fully possible to teach
Why is it important that Jesus wasn’t married? Allow a personal disclosure first. I don’t think Jesus was married. But in the past month or
1988 World Series – Game 1 – Bottom of 9th -… by senatork My earliest memory of baseball is of my dad and I sitting
Spent an enjoyable mid-afternoon today talking with the board of Perspectives, the journal that’s the mother of The 12 blog. I served on the Perspectives
Eleven months ago, I blogged about the arrest of Jerry Sandusky, the Penn State Football coach who then had been accused, now convicted, of sexually

I do not wish to treat friendships daintily, but with roughest courage. When they are real, they are not glass threads or frostwork, but the
Jeff Japinga is substituting today for Lynn Japinga, who is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell while he is on sabbatical. Jeff serves as associate dean for doctor-of-ministry
Several months ago I recommended the book Half the Sky: Turning Oppression into Opportunity for Women Worldwide by Nicholas Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn. A documentary based
By an odd coincidence, the late William Hazlitt has been haunting my steps this week. The old gent showed up by previous arrangement in my
She interrupted my sermon. . .but then, I’m not a preacher. I’m a teacher–or I was a teacher. When I stood before them in that little church
There is a legend told in the “Little Flowers of St. Francis”—often referenced by its Italian name, “Fioretti”—of the town of Gubbio in Umbria in
I am always looking for jams to flow through my ear buds when I’m out running. This new beat has been on repeat as my

Has watching political debates become kind of like the old line about how people watch car races only in order to see the crashes? The
All is right with the world: the NFL has brought back their regular referees. A week ago the hallowed halls of the institution I serve
Most nights my family goes through the same rituals – the kids are herded up the stairs (which isn’t easy… they always have some excuse
My academic meeting for the month took place at Valparaiso University in Indiana. The occasion was a roundtable discussion of Brad Gregory’s big and big-splash

For the past three weeks, I’ve watched football games that have simply astounded me. The Philadelphia Eagles and Baltimore Ravens broke out into more skirmishes
I’m going to admit something that’s probably unfashionable for an English professor: I actually like Facebook. I’ve heard all the critiques—and understand and even agree
Jeff Japinga is substituting today for Lynn Japinga, who is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell while he is on sabbatical. Jeff is an ordained RCA minister currently
I know this might amount to sacred cow-tipping, especially this time of year, but I’m troubled about football. I must admit, I had a great
I have a high school senior in my house these days, so I’ve been trying to get a head start on next fall by imagining
If you look closely here, in this single, little nook of the elegant, Victorian, and spirit-riddled Crescent Hotel, Eureka Springs, AK, you’ll see an arc,
I ate figs this morning, chopped-up, warmed momentarily in the microwave—which gives them an extra gooey sweetness—and smothered in yogurt and granola. I’d like to
I was in DC this past week for some meetings with a few national faith leaders. One of the leaders we met with is Pastor Gordon
Over the past year I’ve had the privilege of being a guest co-host on the radio show “Groundwork,” a show co-produced by the Christian Reformed

“Dad was born in Mexico.” It’s been a few weeks, but that line, from Mitt Romney’s speech at last month’s Republican Convention, made me sit
Ok, Ok… so this is a shameless plug. Guilty. You’ll have to cut me some slack – I’ve been planning a conference that will be
On a free day during my trip to Paris last month, I took the train to Chartres to visit its cathedral. I’d heard about it,
As I listen to presidential politics, analyses of our economy, and responses to the recent attacks on US embassies (and the death of an ambassador
Today’s guest blogger is Dr. Mary Hulst, Calvin College’s Chaplain. Mary spent eight years serving as the senior pastor at Eastern Avenue Christian Reformed Church
Lynn Japinga is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell while he is on sabbatical. She teaches religion at Hope College and studies recent RCA history. Eleven years

I heard about the Election Day Communion project in a recent newsletter of Christian Churches Together. It caught my attention this week because it seems like
It’s been a rough couple of weeks for the cause of good rhetoric: two national conventions with a wearying parade of over-fluffed speeches, the ensuing
The neighbors have that iconic Harvey Dunn (“The Prairie is My Garden”) up on their living room wall, bold and beautiful. Somehow, I’d almost forgotten
I’m wired to care about politics. Growing up, my parents taught us how to talk about religion and politics. My parents modeled how to thoughtfully
Christians aren’t supposed to be proud persons. Pride is a sin. That’s why many people I know—even when they are doing no more than expressing
There is a dispute whether it was Peter McGuire of the Brotherhood of Carpenters or Matthew Maguire of the International Association of Machinists who thought
I’ve been humming this song all week long. Actually, I’ve just been humming the chorus – I admit, I don’t know the rest. It all
Just back from Paris, where I conferenced for a couple days and walked around for a couple more. Two sights struck me most: how very
Seven years ago hurricane Katrina began its devastating assault on New Orleans. Yesterday tropical storm Isaac (downgraded from a hurricane) continued to hover over that
Here’s the thing: I was a very big fan of Lost, but I also knew were I ever in a similar situation that I
Lynn Japinga is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell while he is on sabbatical. She teaches religion at Hope College and studies recent RCA history. Todd Akin’s
Jessica is away today, and guest blogging for her is Drew Yamamoto. Drew is the supervisor of mission in Asia and the Pacific for the
The older I get, the more vividly I come to understand that scowl on the face of both father and daughter in American Gothic, an
(This is part 2. The earlier posting can be found here.) “A wandering Aramean was my ancestor” was part of the response one was to
Jes is away today, and her husband Jim is pinch-hitting. Jim Kast-Keat is a divergent thinker, ideation specialist, and aspiring minimalist. He is, among other things, a
In the grand scheme of things the year 1880 was not really all that long ago. In my lifetime I’ve been privileged to know three
With the recent announcement of Rep. Paul Ryan as the Republican Vice-Presidential nominee, the major party slates are set and the choice before us has
Imagine you if you had a violent drug dealer chained to a pole in your basement – the result of circumstances that got out of
August is the sweltering month. At least that’s how I used to remember it. Maybe because my family, when I was a boy, would take
As a young child, I, like so many others throughout church history, was taught the Ten Commandments as part of my catechetical instruction. Some commandments
Recipes seem to be a theme here at The Twelve of late (check out Debra Rienstra’s post, “Here’s What’s Cookin’” from last week). Since today
Lynn Japinga is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell while he is on sabbatical. She is a religion professor at Hope College and writes about recent RCA
I am missing many things about my life in Boston, but the church I attended, Fourth Presbyterian, is one of the highest on the list.
A couple weeks ago, Jessica Bratt wrote about “curating” her stuff in the process of moving across the country. Her post had particular emotional resonance
The shot is not sharp, but you get the picture. That’s the ocean out there in the background, and the foreground is Laguna Beach. The
National Public Radio is doing a series they’ve titled “First and Main” visiting swing counties in swing states often near an intersection of First and
Jes is away today, and her husband Jim is pinch-hitting. Jim Kast-Keat is a divergent thinker, ideation specialist, and aspiring minimalist. He is, among other things, a
Today I was going to blog about Chick-fil-A but since I am really tired of this story—and since most everything good and inane has already
“When you’re through learning, you’re through,” the old adage goes, and here’s what I’ve learned in the two weeks since last I blogged here. I
A few weeks back I was part of a friendly argument while partaking of some good food and cold beer. The argument was political –
Maybe it’s too easy to pile on the Mitt Romney global gaff-fest, but one of his remarks is too close to the core of Reformed
Rev. Karin A. Craven is filling in for Theresa. She is an ordained Presbyterian minister and a second year PhD student in the pastoral care
Today was one of those incredibly busy days. You know, the kind where you fly out the door early in the morning, already late. The
From Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell Lynn Japinga is substituting for Steve Mathonnet-VanderWell while he is on sabbatical. She teaches religion at Hope College and writes about the
I’ve got stuff on my mind. Literally, stuff. I’m moving this week (Boston to Nashville) and packing up my worldly belongings again. Stuffing stuff in
Remember this photo? The primal energy, the explosive joy—the controversy? Yeah, this photo was taken seconds after Brandi Chastain slotted a sweet penalty kick, winning
At least some of its features I could have guessed had I never opened the cover. It’s plainly and unflinchingly Christian, for one, everything
History can sometimes seem like it was so long ago. Yet, it is often more present and real in the here and now than we
Don’t be into trends. Don’t make fashion own you, but you decide what you are, what you want to express by the way you dress
My “The 12” colleague Jeff Munroe has a mighty fine blog from yesterday (July 23) that I urge you to look at. I’ll try to
In the aftermath of last Friday’s horrific events in Aurora, Colorado, I have heard several people describe the shooter as “pure evil” or “insane.” No
Yesterday afternoon I went to see The Dark Knight Rises. It was a surreal experience – watching the first 20-30 minutes of the film thinking
James Bratt is away today, but we are glad to share Elaine Schnabel. Elaine graduated from Calvin College with an English major last year. She’s currently
Rev. Karin A. Craven is guest blogging for Theresa Latini. Karin is an ordained Presbyterian minister and a second year PhD student in the pastoral
Warning: If you do not wish to know details about the film, Brave, today’s blog is not for you. Please come back tomorrow. Shelagh Gordon
I’ve received a surprising number of links and blogs about how ministers should dress. But the ones I’ve seen have been about street-clothes/civvies. As I
Today, a movie recommendation. “Of Gods and Men.” It is hauntingly beautiful. Here’s the trailer: Based on true events, the film depicts a small group of
I was talking to a writer friend the other day who told me she had just finished a manuscript about a lovely older gentleman who,
“May this book give you the comfort and understanding of God’s Way… I hope you learn to love and respect the word of God as
My father never called himself a Calvinist, and neither did my mother, which is not to say that they weren’t. If you would have asked
A couple evenings ago Jay Bakker, Peter Rollins, two friends from Michigan (one of whom happens to be Jay’s co-writer and Peter’s editor), my spouse
Two related articles in this past Sunday’s New York Times caught my eye and have been rattling around in my head since I read them.
One of the first times I met Cliff Anderson he was sitting in a chair in the corner of my college dorm room eating a
A Humble Petition To the One Who Sits Above the Cherubim and Seraphim, Commander of all Angels and Archangels, Refuge of the Martyrs, Hope of
Jerry: We’re not gay!… not that there’s anything wrong with that. George: No, of course not. Jerry: I mean it’s fine if that’s who you
The Presbyterian Church (USA) General Assembly is well under way. Like many other Presbyterians, I’ve been watching from afar—reading daily denominational news posts and skimming
It seems like there’s been a lot happening lately and thus, many possible subjects for today’s blog. The old president at the University of Virginia
This guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, “Doc, uh, my brother’s crazy, he thinks he’s a chicken,” and uh, the doctor says, “Well why
Our guest writer today is my friend and colleague Rev. Dr. Daniel Meeter, pastor of Old First Reformed Church in Brooklyn, New York.
Almost forty years ago, we went to the very same church, the very same building, that is, except it was, back then, a different
“So how long is Pentecost season supposed to last?” I asked my worship-wonk husband the other day. “Well, Pentecost isn’t really a
The views and opinion expressed here are not necessarily those of the staff or management of Perspectives magazine. It sort of goes without saying… But
I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you Which shall be the darkness of God… So the darkness shall
If you are an exceptionally astute reader of “The 12” blog, you may recall that in one of my first blog posts last year I
“Follow the money.” If you are of a certain vintage, you recall “Deep Throat” saying those memorable words to Bob Woodward in a dark DC
I enjoy arguing about politics with my Canadian friends. It doesn’t matter the topic – it always comes back to George W. Bush. Never mind
I’m on the road conferencing this weekend, hangin’ with the Swedes at Gustavus Adolphus College in St. Peter, Minnesota. More precisely, giving a talk at

This past weekend I had the privilege of officiating at my niece’s wedding. Standing between two old, gorgeous fir trees, with my back to a
I’m on vacation at the moment, visiting my sister and her family. Yesterday, I spent the day with my 7 year-old niece, Sally, and her
In the spring of 2003, I went to Haiti for the first time with a group from our church. Like almost everyone who visits a

I have a love-hate relationship with Facebook. Don’t most people? I enjoy keeping in touch with friends and acquaintances from various seasons of my life,
Monday I will send my youngest off to good ol’ Camp Roger for a week. Camp Roger is your classic Christian sleepover camp: cabins with
Way back when, I remember Richard Mouw once saying that the whole Christian world would be better off if we’d take seriously ye olde Sunday
Ok, this isn’t really about Dolly Parton. I just thought it might get your attention… I watched “9 to 5” last night. I say watched
It is my pleasure to introduce to you my friend and colleague, Rev. Angie Mabry-Nauta, who is making a guest appearance on my post today.
Years ago when doing a sermon series on The Fruit of the Spirit, I noted to my congregation how relatively pedestrian some of the spiritual
There’s always a block-long line at Georgetown Cupcake, where the TLC reality show DC Cupcakes is filmed. Given that the nature of television is to
This past week my family and I tagged along with the young people from church on a work project in Denver, Colorado. It didn’t start
Dorothy Sayers is best remembered today as the author of fine detective fiction in the classic British mode. You can still buy her translation of
The Presbyterian Church (USA) General Assembly is soon upon us. This biennial gathering of commissioners, special interest groups, GA staff members, reporters, and other church
I’m just back from two weeks on the road, so my apologies for this week’s abbreviated blog. For one of the weeks I was away,
It is one of those hackneyed Christian questions, carrying just enough subtle guilt to fulfill most Christians’ need to feel shamed and inadequate, as well
Okay, one more set of bullet-point ponderings on what it would mean for the RCA and CRC to consider coming together. [Here’s Part I and
We are approaching the Season 5 finale of the AMC series Mad Men in a couple weeks, and although some fans have been dissatisfied with
Walking my dogs past the small brick church two blocks away, with probably the largest yard of grass in the entire neighborhood it is most
Rained here Saturday night. My father-in-law’s little gauge–the old farmer in him couldn’t really live without one–registered three-quarters of an inch, a healthy rain. In
Not a day goes by when I don’t see an image bearer of God begging on the New York streets. Some of the street peeps
Dear Rob: Please don’t think I’m being snarky posting an open letter to you. But the issues you’ve raised over the last year or so
Along about 1970, when I was in junior high, A new friend invited me to hang out at his house. Another invitation followed, to go
This past week I set aside my academic work, picked up a flat bar and needle nose pliers, and set to work ripping up old
Memorial Day deserves a poem. Not the civil religious strains that once caught me at the altar rail at a small-town Episcopal church, receiving the

Over the past couple of months, I’ve been following debates in the media about what has been called a “war against women” or a “campaign
I don’t think I’m going to be able to plant a garden this year—which bums me out. But too much travel means I’ll not be at
Averagely scrumptious. Tolerably ravishing. Mediocrely luxurious. Do such phrases make sense you? How about “common grace.” A bit oxymoronic, perhaps? Is grace ever common and
As I mentioned at the end of my last post, I have another post’s worth of wonderings about the CRC and RCA and the question
Thanks to my colleagues, this blog has been hitting its stride in the last two weeks (IMHO), day after day taking on challenging, serious topics
Then he said to them, “These are my words that I spoke to you while I was still with you–that everything written about me in
Just a week or so ago, Frederick Manfred would have celebrated his 100th birthday, had he lived. He didn’t. He died in 1994, from the complications
Confession I feel a bit awkward in writing this post. It is probably because I feel insufficient to be the one writing on this topic.
Perhaps not all readers of “The Twelve” will be aware of it but in some circles within the Christian Reformed Church these past ten days
Anyone but me notice the death of the religious right last week? Apparently, the religious right had started feeling poorly after Mitt Romney took Ohio
Charles Colson’s death last month prompted a chorus of praise from his evangelical supporters. Praise for his enduring conversion to Christianity. Praise for the change
Any self-reflexive preacher knows that bearing the Word of God with her or his human words is a weighty matter. Scripture and experience teach us,
Watch Where Soldiers Come From – Trailer on PBS. See more from POV. Why don’t presidents fight the war, Why do they always
It’s almost graduation day at the college where I teach. Classes are just about over, exams are looming, and thoughts of summer plans are providing
We all believe in our hearts and confess with our mouths that there is a single and simple spiritual being, whom we call God— Eternal
I want to add some observations to the conversation Jeff and others have raised: why shouldn’t the Christian Reformed Church and the Reformed Church in
During worship services this Easter season when we say the Apostle’s Creed together, I naturally attend especially to the words focusing on the Easter event.
Of its origins, I’m not quite sure–some freak shop in Old Town, Chicago, circa 1968. I remember being with my then-girlfriend on what was some
I found Jeff Monroe’s post Merge! both thought and emotionally provoking.Coincidentally—or in this forum perhaps I should say providentially—the news media have been reporting on
Love has been on my mind a lot lately. It’s kind of the thing that theologically progressive Christian pastors hang their hat on when interpreting
A year ago I was sitting at my kitchen table face to face with a stack of 40-some sermons, each based on one of the
I believe the Christian Reformed Church in North America and the Reformed Church in America should merge. Please tell me why they shouldn’t. I mean
Last Friday at 1pm my body was in Sioux City but my mind was up north in Sioux Center – the home of Dordt College.
I had the privilege of being invited to speak to the honors convocation at my college this year. Hope it’s of interest to a broader
In one of my classes this week, a student raised a series of poignant questions about the relationship between the formation of the practical theologian
How’s that for a title to appeal to your prurient interests? Actually, and to my own embarrassment, I once uttered those words. More on that
Below are three of ten short reflections I wrote on the theme “Children and God” which are currently running in the Words of Hope
I report to you late on Friday night after two exhilarating days at the Festival of Faith and Writing at Calvin College. I’m exhausted and
I was born in 1948, but it took me a while to understand the world into which I was, that year, so healthily delivered, or
For some time now I’ve been trying to figure out where I fit in this whole The Twelve: Reformed. Done Daily. thing. When this blog
“and your very flesh shall be a great poem” – Walt Whitman Musical Roots Along with playing pastor as a little girl I would also
First, sorry for the overly alliterative title. But for this post, those words really are the apt ones to invoke! Like many people, I have
The other day James Bratt posted a careful, scholarly review of Calvinism and Politics on this site. Here’s more, neither careful nor scholarly. . .
A number of you sent appreciative notes on my last post, “The Geography of Faith,” which took a shot at the big picture of American
So begins the movie, Jeff, Who Lives at Home. I saw the Duplasses’ latest movie this past weekend with a friend, and it stuck with
[Alas, today will be my final post here at The Twelve. I’ve been honored to be part of the team that has launched this conversation,

I never read Rob Bell’s Love Wins. Along with the youth in our congregation, I have appreciated his Nooma video series. Actually, lots of our
Listen to the three-minute story here. There have been a couple times when I’ve had experiences as a chaplain on Holy Saturday that have made
The women who had come with Jesus from Galilee followed Joseph and saw the tomb and how his body was laid in it. Then they
I envy monastics–sometimes. I envy their intent to zero in on the Christian faith, to delete every iota of worldly pain and pleasure from hearts
The Order of Worship for an Ordination and Installation service of any of the three offices in the RCA (Deacon, Elder, and Minister of Word
Soup Kitchen I crave Tuesdays. I extend my hand to the man whose skin is colder than mine and dirtier than mine. His hands rough;
Since this post will appear early in Holy Week 2012, my thoughts have turned toward questions of the meaning of Jesus’ sacrifice. In a seminary
One Good Friday I heard an NPR caller say something to the effect that she could never accept Christianity because it was based on a

“You sure as hell can’t talk about hell unless you use the word hell.” Thus saith Bart Simpson (or something like it) in the car,
I teach broad surveys of religious history, so I have to pay a lot of attention to the frame and flow of the narrative. Unless
Note: this blog is an excerpt of a sermon that I recently preached at my alma mater, Roberts Wesleyan College, Rochester, NY as part of
I’m something of a Tom Wright enthusiast. As someone who is convinced that Christian scholars across the disciplines should be responsible and informed biblical interpreters,
Ewwwh—that’s just gross! It is wrong on so many levels. I often hear people, Christians actually, making visceral comments like this about complex ethical issues.
As women’s history month wraps up, I thought I’d feature some books that have made an imprint on me in the past year or two
I admit there’s something romantic about wood stoves and typewriters and horse-drawn carriages and other technologies of the past. For about ten minutes. Then, get
Our lindens are just about the tallest trees in town, I swear. And there he was, high up top, singing his heart out, that
Today is one of those lovely spring days you get when it seems as though life is simply bursting forth exuberantly all around. Birds are
Enneagram I love personality tests. They provide me the tools to know more about me, those around me, and help us understand why we do
For various reasons across the last year or two, I have been involved in some faith-and-science conversations. One topic that has come up often of
“If the Messiah had come,” the rabbi asked, “would the world be the way that it is?” How would you answer the rabbi’s question? He

A friend made an interesting comment a few days ago – suggesting that it seems people get bored with Christianity. Not in a “religion vs.
Cast up on the shores of survival after virtually non-stop teaching since the first week of January, I head off on spring break tomorrow. Going

Because of the tendency for our notions and experiences of God to become rigid and prescribed, we—both individuals and communities—need to stand ever ready to
I’m not entirely sure I’ve caught the gist of David Zwart’s article, “Burning the Wooden Shoes–Again!,” a response (of sorts) to my earlier article, “A
“I grew up in a home where we believed in miracles. We took the Bible literally—or at least we said we did. We called my
“Christians Provide Free Labor on Jewish Settlements” Plenty of news stories leave me feeling bothered; this story also left me sad. I couldn’t put my
You know those times when you do an extra good job on something, even when you understand that no one will appreciate or even notice
“Maybe you could cook some supper Maybe you could change a king’s heart Who knows but what you come into the world For such a
It gives me great pleasure to introduce to you the other JKK, my partner in crime and my partner in this life, Jim Kast-Keat. For
There are lots of reasons to like the Reformed standard of The Heidelberg Catechism but among the reasons I like it is the positive spin
As hard as it may be for anyone who knows me to believe, somehow, when I was in my high school production of The Music
“Rick Santorum is John Winthrop.” So proclaimed Joe Nocera at the top of his column in the New York Times a week ago today (“A
About three or four years ago my good friend – a tall, lanky Dutch Canadian – road along with me out to Montana where
Last semester, a handful of students (most of them in their senior year) shared with me that they silenced their voices again and again during
Basically just a shout-out from me today: I commend to you Jason Lief’s article in the new issue of Perspectives, “Leave Metallica Alone!” Jason rightly
This is a story of two of my good friends. They don’t really know each other beyond name and face, but their stories strike me
Behold the elephant in the room. Banksy, the street graffiti artist, had this elephant in the room as part of his first US exhibit (Los
A couple weeks ago, fellow Twelver Jeff Munroe confessed his fondness for Downton Abbey, the gorgeous, Brit-made, upstairs-downstairs soap opera that American viewers have swooned
“. . .to the great God, nothing is little. . .” You know?–I really ought to imprint that line on a t-shirt: “to the great
Some years ago I attended a weekend conference in Washington D.C. entitled “Food, Faith, and the Farm Bill.” Sponsored by the Washington Office of the
As someone who grew up in the Christian Reformed Church through the 1970s and 80s, I knew virtually nothing about the Season of Lent until
It’s been over a week since the Obama administration blinked and came up with a way out of their self-inflicted fight with the Roman Catholic
I missed it. I’m not sure what I was doing but when I sat down to watch what remained of the Grammys my wife let
Pardon me for being late with my post today, but I wanted to wait for the event that’s the subject of my reflections. This afternoon
I used to think I knew how to read Dostoyevsky. More specifically, back when we used to talk about “existentialism,” I used to be confident
On this Valentine’s Day, please allow me the personal privilege of writing an ode to my wife of nearly 30 years. Her name being Sophie
Last week my mother spent a night in the hospital because of atrial fibrillation. Her heart gets out of rhythm, and it needs to be
Last summer, we’d just passed the bridge at Nijmegen where, 600 yards to the west, hundreds of GIs paddled flimsy Brit boats with their
I can’t get Clint Eastwood out of my head. What with that gravelly voice and those death-grip like focused eyes, he’s been stuck there. Admittedly,
I recently saw this photo floating around the facebook world and have been meditating on it all week. I am constantly thinking about ways Sunday
There have been a few posts here on The Twelve about Mormonism, including two fine recent postings by Jamie Smith and Steve Mathonnet-Vanderwell (with Jamie’s
Maggie Smith, imperious as the Dowager Countess of Grantham, peered at the hapless vicar across from her and pronounced, “You cannot imagine that we would

I’ve got nothing. Sorry to disappoint – I’m sure you were expecting some creative, insightful, reflection. I sat down this morning trying to think of
Where I live February is the lousiest month. The shortest, but still the lousiest. In ordinary winters, the snow by now is gray and hardened
For the past six weeks, we have engaged in a communal conversation about vocation. Bloggers and readers, professors and seminarians, pastors and parishioners: together we
Last year I enjoyed a visit to Brigham Young University to give a lecture and lead a faculty workshop. The hospitality was marvelous, the conversation
The January issue of Perspectives has two articles about the possibility of a Mormon president. Jack Van Der Slik, emeritus political science professor from Illinois-Springfield
As someone who fretted over “figuring out what I’m called to do” for many years, I appreciate the emerging dialogue on vocation here on the
It’s only January and already I can’t stand another minute of “news coverage” of the presidential race. I have stopped listening to the yammering—from the
“The 150 evangelical leaders who met behind closed doors on January 14 to anoint a Republican candidate for President were wise not to have
I have now been in India for exactly two weeks and to say that the experience has been amazing would be a severe understatement. From
I’m in awe of the scholarly and thoughtful work by my colleagues Theresa Latini and Debra Rienstra. I feel grateful for the vibrant conversation that many of you
The month of January for me has been mostly consumed with my teaching the course “Intersections of Theology and Science” here at Calvin Theological Seminary.
Like some has-been athlete who managed to turn a few games into a broadcasting career, I’ve become an “expert” on Europe because I spent a
This month I’m teaching a three-week intensive course on Film Noir and American Culture. The “movies with a dark look” emerged in the United States

Since my first post on vocation, a number of friends, colleagues, and readers have jumped into the conversation, raised poignant questions, and even taken their

He’s going to kill me, I know it. It’s not his style. My suspicion is he wants to ride off, not into the sunset, but
What is it about the Reformed tradition and desktop publishing? I have very tangible memories of this as part of my induction to the Reformed
Okay. So this really isn’t about Tim Tebow. I just wanted you to look. It’s hard to imagine that there is anything left to say
On a layover in Atlanta this fall, my hurried walk through terminal E was interrupted when I noticed a few display cases. I paused and
I apologize for passing over the many great posts since Theresa’s post on vocation, but I’d like to go back to that topic—which seems to
[Somewhere in the skies over Reykjavik, Iceland] Last week following the New Year—and during Epiphany to be exact—I finally had the opportunity to go home
Theresa Latini’s recent blog post on vocation has sparked a lot of energy in me. (I think she has sparked a lot of energy for
The hardest work I ever did was a three-week stint–that’s all–with a road crew cutting sod and laying it down along the new interstate highway,
(Note: This post was actually my sermon-starter idea for the January 8 Lectionary text of Genesis 1:1-5 but it can serve as my meditation as
I recently finished reading Eugene Peterson’s memoir The Pastor. It took me several months to get up the gumption to tackle the book. I wasn’t

There were some excellent posts this week – some real heavy hitters. Theresa’s post on vocation was excellent, so was the Michelle Bachman piece.
Bachman Back to Kuyper? Now that Michelle Bachman has dropped her campaign for the 2012 Republican presidential nomination, perhaps we can put to rest—again—a genealogy
Now that Michelle Bachman has dropped her campaign for the 2012 Republican presidential nomination, perhaps we can put to rest—again—a genealogy used to explain her
Shortly after I got married, I made a “stunning” discovery (one of many to follow!): my spouse did not find the content of his work
[Do me a favor: Promise me you’ll read this post with The National’s “Conversation 16” video playing in the background. Don’t try to exegete the
So The Twelve–Reformed Done Daily is moving into its third month. So far. So good. I’m told readership is strong and growing, although it can
Whether or not Herod’s “Massacre of the Innocents” in Matthew 2 is based on historical fact, and whether thousands of babies were killed or just
Books lying around the house are never safe from my readerly omnivory. So naturally I grabbed up the book my husband received from his brother
Case closed. I’m an Iowan, once upon a time a Republican, and I am at this moment endorsing a candidate. (Now please stop calling.) I’d
Perhaps it was because of Dorothy. The day prior having completed the funeral committal service five years in the making. Is it wrong as a
The incarnation – This is the heart of my theology. The flesh: body, feelings, thinking, desire, touching, fighting colds, crying because of joy, butterflies in
“A good sermon turns even known truth into profound realization.” That is one of many striking lines in a fine New York Times Book Review
Since the etymology of the title “Boxing Day” is unknown, might I suggest the name was coined to describe the violent behavior of the masses

For the past few years my wife and I have indulged in the pleasure of good television. It all started with The Soprano’s, which began a
I picked up my son at the airport last night, welcoming him home for Christmas break. A mom and a daughter were waiting too, with
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All
In the second part of his essay, “The Jewish Writer in America,” Saul Bellow notes that while the Jewish writer will always be a stranger,
As usual, these December days are zinging by us at twice the speed of other months. No doubt you’re earnestly surfing the internet for gift
A half a century ago, I was a kid in a Sunday school class taught by a man who’d taught those classes longer, maybe, than
I’ll call her “Leila.” That’s not her real name, but given possible security repercussion we’ll leave it at that. She was the first person to
Throughout the season of Advent the church is invited to reflect on hope, peace, joy, and love. The third week of Advent – joy –
In the midst of this Advent Season when radio stations and mall Muzak are willing to cut loose with songs that celebrate Jesus as the
We light the third advent candle – the curiously pink candle – for the shepherds and the quality of joy. Friends from Europe were visiting

To startle man, God becomes for an instant a blasphemer; one might almost say that God becomes for an instant an atheist. He unrolls before
It’s pretty common to hear people, not least Protestants, talk about what they might give up for Lent. Some of them even follow through and
The mad rush to Christmas has begun. The signs are all around us: blaring Christmas carols, colorful blinking lights, trees and mistletoe, cookies galore, and
I didn’t believe in Santa Claus as a child, and I raised my own children without any focus or emphasis upon Santa either. We weren’t
As you’ll note from my recent Perspectives article, “A Peculiar People,” I’ve been thinking a lot about the dynamics of immigration and how that intersects with
Occupy Boston was just a few weeks old when I trekked downtown to check out the encampment at Dewey Square. MIT professor Noam Chomsky was
I spent this first week of Advent thinking about idolatry. It started with a This American Life podcast on the Penn State disaster, in which
My wife, who’s now retired and therefore been home more often these days than she’s been in the 25 years we’ve lived in this old house,
Recently I’ve been re-reading the novella by Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It. It has been nearly fifteen years since I first read it
Shame (noun) a. A painful emotion caused by a strong sense of guilt, embarrassment, unworthiness, or disgrace. b. A great disappointment. What do you regard as most
As I type this it is Thanksgiving Day morning and I am taking a break between peeling potatoes and prepping a turkey. This is, of
We light the first purple candle in the Advent wreath for the prophets, the ones who spoke with hope about the coming Messiah. The small

Every year we make the same trip. We load up the kids in the minivan and head over to chop down the family Christmas tree
When I realized that I had been assigned Thanksgiving Day for my second blog, I moaned with weariness and dread. I even avoided blogging until,
For this Thanksgiving Eve, a re-post that continues to seem timely: I have a deep ambivalence about Thanksgiving as a holiday. For example, it’s not
Last month I was part of group representing the Reformed Church in America at an ecumenical discussion. Along with the three other “Formula of Agreement”
This past Thursday and Friday I gathered with several hundred other people for the inaugural conference of the Newbigin House of Studies, a partnership between
You’ve probably heard the news from Southern California. There’s been some recent interesting related activity on my facebook feed. Thought you’d enjoy. Thanks to Ron Rienstra for
Professor Helen Vendler says that Emily Dickinson changed the first word of the fourth line the poem “Safe in their Alabaster Chambers” from “sleep” to
“Pastor, can I ask you a question?” Joe asked me less than five minutes before the worship service is about to begin. “Umm, sure…”
As Christians—and most certainly as Trinitarian Christians who believe that God is a vibrant community of love and mutuality among three distinct Persons—we know that
I was supposed to answer the question “Why do I write?” on a page you can find by clicking on “The 12” button atop this
Last year I spent three days a week working with the guidance counselor and chaplain of a new high school in south Minneapolis. Cristo Rey
We can say for sure that the United States was not founded on a Christian basis. How do we know? From the testimony of prominent
I began my day yesterday talking about pastoral care in the midst of grief and loss with twenty-nine seminary students. I ended my day reading
As an “immigrant” to the Reformed tradition, I have often found that some of the “natives” in the tradition resonate with Chaim Potok’s The Chosen–a
I was staying in a hotel on one of those ubiquitous suburban strips—big box stores, gas stations, car lots, the usual suspects of restaurants. Figuring
Invitation Mary Oliver Oh do you have timeto lingerfor just a little whileout of your busy and very important dayfor the goldfinchesthat have gatheredin a
A girl can’t spend every minute thinking deep thoughts and reading classic literature, so on occasion I flop on the couch and watch myself a
Ten years ago maybe, my in-laws, then in their eighties, told us that they had simply mentioned to the pastor, as if in passing, that occasionally they’d
They came from places called Sekitsch and Feketitsch, Werbass and Torscha—villages, towns, and cities in the Batschka and Banat. If you ask them in what
I’ve got a confession: I love Halloween Halloween invites us to imagine who we want to be and dress up as whatever we envision. This
If you have been paying even moderate attention to the media of late, then you know the huge amount of attention that has been paid
I spent a day with the legendary basketball coach John Wooden once. He was 93-years-old at the time. Yes, I know that I am shamelessly