The Apostles’ Creed says Jesus “descended to hell.”

It’s calming to know that Psalm 91 promises to give us what we so desperately need. … However, there is a major problem with Psalm 91.

Our telescopes create more questions than answers. But they certainly elicit a response.

When my mentor suggested we study the book of Deuteronomy, I thought, “Really? Deuteronomy? Isn’t that one of the books that makes people quit their Bible-in-a-year reading plans?”

There are two ways we can read the Bible: as if it’s a mirror or as if it’s a pair of binoculars.

God himself is beauty, and God creates beautiful things.

Being welcoming means regularly asking the question: If I’m speaking to someone who has never read the Bible or been to church, would they understand what I’m saying?

At the start of Ordinary Time, the church is encouraged to embrace a spirit of patient curiosity as it participates in the mysterious life of the Trinity.

We are often inclined to judge others about how they deal with their “makeup” simply because they are not made up the way we are.

 In order to find the light, we must be willing to enter the darkness.

Let’s challenge this common understanding of Paul’s gospel and do some fundamental rebuilding of the “Romans Road.”

Through the decades, I have had to unlearn what was taught to me that night.

If you are like me, you have never heard a sermon on imagination.

We need to remind ourselves in these times that the body of Christ is made up of millions of individual members, each unique, precious, and indispensable.

They got what they needed each day—no more, no less.

The wounds inflicted will take years to heal, and some might never fully recover.

I have changed my mind about rapture theology. Reformed theology does not support it.

The gold edge of his white robe brushed the ground as he slowly lit each candle.

God’s love for people who have been marginalized, discarded, and taken advantage of reverberates throughout the Bible.

I spend a lot of time listening. But is it worthwhile?

We are so covered in mud that we can’t even do something righteous without soiling it.

A desire to know Jesus was born within her and never left.

I look back with amazement at these four decades and find that I am still traveling, living often as a foreigner and stranger.