Serendipitously and unintentionally, Walter Brueggemann’s newest book, God of All Promises arrived on my birthday. It came in the usual way: a brown mailer from

Through making this map, I wanted to surface the things I currently find to be most true in my relationship to God.

Resurrection looks like an art project hung on a chain-link fence surrounding an empty lot. The transformation has not yet happened. There is still uncertainty

I am not proud of this unreasonable anxiety over something that should be pleasurable and satisfying. Contrary to how it may appear, I am a

My dad said something to an usher, and from that press of people we were singled out and led down a hallway to a closed

I approached writing the prayer the same way I approach writing for the Reformed Journal. I’m not employed by an institution and don’t worry about

I’m still not quite sure what Hildegard believed nutmeg did, scientifically. But I can certainly recommend making nutmeg cookies during a church staff meeting and

Eugene wouldn’t come since driving his car from the Baltimore to New Jersey would take too much of his time. We countered that he could

I’ve had my friend Ulises and his community on my mind as the Church celebrates the ascension of Jesus. In the holy intrusion of God

The BWCAW is the most visited wilderness area in the system and most visitors are canoe trippers. The popular routes, ironically, can be busy places

I have journaled, made notes, read, listened to podcasts, talked with my therapist, gone to CoDA (Codependents Anonymous) meetings, and thought endlessly about how to

A handful of national park rangers moved between various sites. They were knowledgeable, accessible, patient, and passionate about their work. From these rangers I realized