Outside my window, green shoots peek from the ground that was frozen just a couple of weeks ago. Warm air greets me like an old friend, and tree buds are biding their time until they explode open in pops of…
Report from home: The parents are not all right
Here’s the thing: The parents are not all right.
We’ve been at this unprecedented pandemic-parenting for more than five months, and there is no visible nightlight at the end of this dark and uncertain tunnel.
Do your sources of information and inspiration all look like you and share your point of view?
To limit our intake of books, podcasts, movies, TV shows, sermons and articles to those produced by white men is the equivalent of limiting our understanding of God.
I was terrified. Guns were stashed everywhere, right next door to our home
Beneath this star-spangled net of red, white and blue, we are trapped by hate and violence – and entitlement to our weapons.
Is Sunday morning worship the place to celebrate Mother’s Day? It’s complicated
This Sunday, as women around the country are celebrated for their motherhood amidst family and friends, what is the role of the church?
Embracing Good Friday’s pain even when Easter’s hope seems galaxies away
Good Friday isn’t just a set-up for Easter Sunday and the ham and new shoes that accompany that day. Good Friday is about grief. It’s about death and dying, pain and loss, emptiness and hopelessness. To beam the light in too quickly will render us unable to see.
Notre Dame in flames: grieving the cremation of holy place and divine connection
Looking at the devastation wreaked by fire on the Notre Dame cathedral, it’s easy to get lost in all that is gone. But within the structure that remains is the hope of the millions who have gone before us, reminding us that hope is stubborn and connection runs deep.
As the mother of a child with autism, I see how preaching and practicing the Gospel are fractured
World Autism Awareness Day is a good day for Christians to covenant together to learn about autism, to invite the child on the outskirts to the birthday party, to notice the one who sits alone and make room on our pew for them.
Don’t strip our voices from the Baptist pulpit
How can we expect women to speak up about what is happening to them behind the curtain when their experiences and wisdom are not validated from behind the pulpit?