We have about 30 beautiful blue spruce surrounding our yard. When we moved in, the previous owners told us a local tree company helped provide
I lie in bed on a summery morning as a deluge of early morning light slants through the window and floats across the bedroom like
Wow! The Dutch really know how to enjoy their religion. They even named a church after a mixed drink. The thought occurred to me, in
I am an American who happens to have a Dutch last name. That’s one of the surprising things I’ve learned while living in The Hague
Editor’s Note: The following is an excerpt from the epilogue of the forthcoming book, Following Jesus in a Warming World by Kyle Meyaard-Schaap (Feb. 2023, InterVarsity Press).
Lately, I have somewhat begun to remove the name of God from my lips. I didn’t say “Merry Christmas” in the little cards I wrote
A peculiar thing has happened of late to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. He’s become a hero to white conservatives. On second thought, “hero” is
Winn Collier’s A Burning in My Bones, the authorized biography of Eugene Peterson, has been a sweet revelation, even though I knew Eugene, and his wife,
To Know What You See, Not See What You Know We need the stories of the Gospels more than ever as our churches bicker and
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