
The Cost of Freedom and the Savior’s Grace
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
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.
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