Psalm 139
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Vegetables that are fearfully and wonderfully made
My friend left me his CSA share for two weeks. It changed the way I look at labor.
Three musings on Psalm 139 (Psalm 139:1-12,23-24)
It is important to consider how others may hear these beloved words.
by Libby Howe
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.
by Debie Thomas
Holy Saturday in a harrowing time
Christ harrows hell, and nowhere are we beyond the hand that holds that harrow.
I’m a philosopher. We can’t think our way out of this mess.
I’m throwing in my lot with the poets and painters, the novelists and songwriters.
January 14, Epiphany 2B (1 Sam. 3:1-20; Ps. 139:1-6, 13-18; John 1:43-51)
I like that Jesus isn't actually what the disciples are looking for.
by Kat Banakis
All of us are beautiful
Our identities—gender and otherwise—are shaped by community and God.
How do you hold together your trans identity and your life of faith?
Nine trans Christians tell their stories.
Fearful and wonderful and ordinary
Here in Tidewater, Virginia, we make our way from city to city via a series of tunnels. As we approach each tunnel a series of signs warn us: “No HAZMATS” and “HAZMATS must exit here.” Trucks carrying hazardous materials of one sort or another provide a danger anywhere, but in tunnels the risk is magnified.
Sunday, September 5, 2010: Psalm 139:1-6, 13-18
John Calvin grounded our need to know God in our createdness: "What is the chief end of human life?" he asked, and answered, "To know God by whom we were created." This yearning is not the same as our need to "know" other human beings.
Sunday, September 5, 2010: Psalm 139:1-6, 13-18
John Calvin grounded our need to know God in our createdness: "What is the chief end of human life?" he asked, and answered, "To know God by whom we were created." This yearning is not the same as our need to "know" other human beings.
Call me: 1 Samuel 3:1-10; John 1:43-51; Psalm 139:1-6, 13-18
If you’re Eli, you’re not sleeping that well when the boy comes trotting in to disturb you with his nonsense.