It is an avenue that gives space to slow down, spend time in creation, and find connection with God.

At the furthest boundaries of science, everyone relies on a form of faith.

There is not a single place on Earth that is completely void of sound.

There might be no greater test of a parent’s faith than watching a child choose a path different from the one the parent had hoped and prayed he would take.

G.M. Gilbert, a psychologist at the Nuremberg War Crimes trial, said, “Evil is the lack of empathy.”

Recent years in our Christian Reformed denomination have brought the fights. Yet not all fights are good conflicts.

As part of my sabbatical, I was blessed with the opportunity to travel to Spain and walk the Camino de Santiago—the Way of Saint James.

Whatever reasons are given for not going to church, it leaves us with the uncomfortable question: can someone be a Christian while deliberately staying away from Christ’s church?

The fact is I’ve carried those memories, as well as their resulting shame and regret, my whole life.

More than a year ago now, I wrote a column for The Banner about the ways my life was filling with uncertainty as the end of college inched closer every day.

As an Indigenous person I never want to give the impression that I’m saying that the sufferings of my people were worse than the sufferings that took place in other places.

The conversations weren't simply about overtures or Church Order. They revealed a denomination asking a deeper question: Who are we?

The first time I flew, I worried that plane to a safe landing.

As I drove the minivan home, I turned to my wife and said, “I think God is calling me to plant a church out here.”

The CRC came to that same fork and didn’t take the well-worn path.

God wants us to trust him more and more.

The daily technology we rely on is completely dependent upon physical laws that defy our basic human logic.

I'll open social media intending to scroll for a minute, and before I know it, I'm doomscrolling.

I still think about the kindness of the woman at the coffee stand.

God calls us to pay attention to his Word and keep it central in our lives. Our tradition is formed in obedience to that call.

Many of us changed our view of Sundays and have lost God’s rhythm.

My position as this year’s synodical Parliamentarian afforded me a close view of the deliberations.

I think having an opportunity to give of our money as a gesture symbolic of our giving of ourselves is important.