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A Dirge for My Mother’s Cousin

Oddly enough, it may be my earliest intense memory. We're at the village park for a family reunion, I think, and it's fun--that much I remember. Then, for no particular reason, my mother's first cousin and some other faceless relative pick up my mother, one by her arms, the other by her feet, and swing her around somehow. They're just north a bit of the shelter house--I know exactly where they're standing, exactly, and it's more than fifty years ago.…
June 1, 2010
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Walking the Walk

"You're not going out in all that wind, are you?" Wanda was cropping pictures for a memory-book page. "Can't let a little wind keep me from my Sunday-afternoon walk." "Well, at least tell me where you're headed. And take the cell phone with you." "I'll drive to Palmer Park and do my loop in the woods. And I'll take the phone, but if a tree falls on me, I doubt that I'll be doing much dialing." Although I had acted…
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Pilgrim’s Progress: You Can’t Make it Alone

John Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress, a classic of Christian spirituality, has often been viewed as the archetypal struggle of the solitary Christian toward the goal of salvation. It is that, to be sure, but to see it that way may miss an equally important insight. No one makes the journey alone. John Bunyan was a Puritan who lived amidst the contentious and conflicted society of seventeenth-century England. He was a tinker--an itinerant worker who repaired pots, kettles, pans, etc.; the name…
John M. Mulder
May 1, 2010
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It’s Twilight Time Again–Can Hundreds of Moaning Teens (and Moms) be Wrong?

I’m sitting in the darkened theater as the featured film begins. The crowd in the stuffed studio cheers wildly. New Moon has opened with its beautiful and shining vampire boyfriend, muscular werewolf, and fragile, helpless young heroine. The crowd is mostly composed of girls and their chaperone moms. Both groups moan when the young werewolf’s shirt is removed and gasp when the vampire boyfriend attempts to sacrifice himself for his true love. Surrounded by fans of both ages, I try…
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Madison Square Christian Reformed ChurchGrand Rapids, Michigan

Madison Square Christian Reformed Church, in Grand Rapids, Michigan, plays a significant role in the life of the southeast side of that city. Started in 1914 as a storefront gospel mission in a sketchy neighborhood "down by the tracks," Madison Square took a long time to move to regular congregational status; it finally happened after fifty six years, in 1970. But then, by reinvesting itself even more fully in its neighborhood, it reaped remarkable returns. In the last forty years,…
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There’s a Wideness in God’s Mercy

"Homosexuality is a burden that homosexual people are called to bear, and bear as morally as possible, even though they never chose to bear it" (229). So wrote Lewis Smedes in his 1994 revised edition of Sex for Christians. Last year was the tenth anniversary of Smedes' powerful Perspectives essay, "Like the Wideness of the Sea" (May 1999), which lamented his (Christian Reformed) church's one-time marginalization of divorced people, and similarly of gays and lesbians. Whomever Paul had in mind…
David G. Myers
May 1, 2010
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Defining the Future: Response 1

Rick Warren and Jim Wallis are to the first decade of the twenty-first century what James Dobson and John Howard Yoder were to the final decades of the twentieth. Building on the success of his The Purpose Driven® Church (1995), Warren's The Purpose Driven® Life: What on Earth Am I Here For? (2001) became the self-help book for evangelical Christians. As the book flap promised, "Knowing God's purpose for creating you will reduce your stress, focus your energy, simply your…
Judy Tanis Parr
May 1, 2010
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Grieving Without Giving Up

Psalm 85 was likely composed and used in worship after the Israelites came home from their captivity in Babylon. In other words, it is a psalm of people well acquainted with death. These former captives tasted death. They lived death. Now, they are now seeking some answers. I understand what they were feeling. I am still grated by death's grasp as my wife and I grieve the loss of another pregnancy. This is the second one--and the second time on…
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Earthquakes, Stormy Seas, and a Sleeping Savior

"Chippie the parakeet never saw it coming. One moment he was peacefully perched in his cage. The next he was sucked in, washed up, and blown over. The problems began," as Max Lucado tells the story, "when Chippie's owner decided to clean Chippie's cage with a vacuum cleaner. She removed the attachment from the end of the hose and stuck it in the cage. Then the phone rang, and she turned to pick it up. She had barely said 'hello'…
April 1, 2010