As the flame caught a red edge of the cloth, I thought about my heroic uncle and his military service. I remembered, too, my childhood

Editor’s Note: This is another in our occasional series of spiritual autobiographies exploring the question: How do we come to be the ones we are?

The 19th century hymn “My Life Flows on in Endless Song” ends its refrain by asking the question, “How can I keep from singing?” Certainly

On Tuesday, January 30, we publish Telling Stories in the Dark by Jeff Munroe. It will be our first Reformed Journal Book. We’re hoping it’s

I’m a college professor, which means I have a front row seat to the experiences of young adults. I love the job because I get

Jill and I spent the second half of the summer preparing for our own version of “semester at sea.” We purchased a used 27-foot Ranger

At the beginning of every Christmas season, I descend the stairs to the basement and search the backroom for a large brown box marked “Christmas.”

Now that Christmas is in sight and the Advent calendar is near the kitchen table, there are several families in particular who aren’t dreaming of