
It’s Alright, I Could Be Wrong.
My most anxiety-inducing assignment while in seminary was leading chapel. Students, still in the learning stages of grasping Reformed theology, took turns preaching a sermon

My most anxiety-inducing assignment while in seminary was leading chapel. Students, still in the learning stages of grasping Reformed theology, took turns preaching a sermon

I read Kate Bowler’s memoir, Everything Happens for a Reason and Other Lies I’ve Loved, in two sittings last week. I want to read it

by Chuck De Groat I’d written a piece for The Twelve some time ago and a friend dropped a text shortly after saying: “Hey, I

By David Timmer Aviyah Kushner grew up immersed in the Hebrew Bible. Born to an American Jewish father and an Israeli mother, she was raised

I am Robert Bowers. I do not have enough. I do not have enough money or love or acceptance. I do not have enough social

It’s late February, which means the citizens of Michigan have descended into a seasonally-induced depression. Parents are depressed because school has been cancelled every other

San Giuseppe. Saint Joseph. Mary’s husband. Jesus’s supposed father. The patron saint of fathers, carpenters, laborers, of Sicily and Canada. We Reformed folk have always

In an odd, little corner of the world that I sometimes inhabit, people are celebrating the four-hundredth anniversary of the close of the Synod of

Once upon a time I lived in the country of Chile for six months. It was quite a long time ago, during my junior year