Ancestral blessings
I attended a talk by a pastor who begins services by asking, “Who do you bring into worship with you?”
The hope I’ve arrived at
I used to put a positive spin on everything. The effort didn’t serve my children—or my own heart.
Which church is dying?
The church of empire might be. But I’m not ready to call time of death on the mystical body of Christ.
Too much mystery?
Leaving evangelicalism allowed me to embrace the mystery of faith. I wonder if I’ve taken it too far.
A deeper legacy than hard work
The psalms of ascent press hard against the norms of our bootstrap culture.
Metaphors for the spiritual life
I have been an onion peeler and an excavator. I hope God will form me into a bridge.
Between the Bible and me
The version of Christian history I grew up with hit fast-forward after John’s Revelation and held it until the late 20th century.
Each of my dyings
I’m in a stage of life where I find myself praying the same prayer again and again.
Why and how I believe in miracles
I don’t struggle with their plausibility. I do struggle with their consequences.
Jesus is the question
He might be the answer, too. But he doesn’t offer much in the way of tweetable platitudes.
Reclaiming the E word
Evangelism has become a dirty word among progressive Christians. But don’t we have good news to share?
The feeling I no longer pray for
One of the reasons I left my childhood faith tradition is that I didn’t feel what I was supposed to feel.
A theology of heaven for our time
To affirm the truth of heaven is to fire our spiritual imaginations for this life.
God-as-parent is a radical metaphor
It’s not possible to parent without experiencing risk, weakness, pain, and transformation.