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

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