Once in a while, something comes along that shakes up that little world of mine, and I am forced to lift my eyes to the larger world—the one God sees all the time.
Once in a while, something comes along that shakes up that little world of mine, and I am forced to lift my eyes to the larger world—the one God sees all the time.
The problem with the idea promoted by comments like “I’m color blind” is that the idea does not communicate what we white people may think it does.
The third (and most annoying) way to end narcissistic shepherding is through the willingness to not shepherd. At least not that sheep at that time.
Our respect for previous generations often creates a crisis when the moment comes for our generation to assume responsibility for the Lord’s work.
Anyone can encourage someone else. It’s encouraging them in God that distinguishes our worldly friendships from those in the body of Christ.
As a church historian, I have been invited to join this panel in order to explain how an understanding of the past can help us chart a healthy path forward.
It is important to remember that our purpose is to discern God’s will for how to live, and choose that.
The moral of the story is to be wary of striking rocks as leaders of God’s people. We need to steer away from the temptation to make what we do about ourselves.
Acts 15 provides a witness to the 21st century church, revealing a way forward in a religious world that doesn’t notice how big the tent actually is.
One minister shares candid insights from years of navigating churches’ interviewing and hiring processes.
In a time when things are changing rapidly, the one thing that brings order in the chaos is the thing that does not change.
Stories are what it means to be human. Our brains are bent to creating a narrative to explain and quantify what we encounter.
Have you been in a small group discussion but felt unable to give your opinion?
All of us are conditioned to see the world in certain ways. We are taught to see some things, and not others.
It’s a strange thing when we put God in the role of the hider and us in the role of the finder. That’s not the biblical story at all.
I can’t help but wonder what it would look like to be someone who obeyed the first time the word of the Lord came to me.
“Find the lost sheep!” we cry in our pre-rescue briefing, night-vision goggles on and machetes raised.
As grandparents, we can—and should—be active in the spiritual formation of our grandchildren.
The hope of Christianity embraces a world of hopelessness. Ours is the most real hope of all, because death sits at its center.
