
Lamenting Lost Sanctuary
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
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
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