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With us was a man, the brothers’ uncle, who for many years—and in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds—had held on to hope that one day his nephews would join him in Canada.

As I Was Saying is a forum for a variety of perspectives to foster faith-related conversations among our readers with...

How do we engage people with whom we have deep disagreements about important matters of religious convictions, political commitments, or moral lifestyles?

In the days and weeks after these losses, he waited. He waited for his church to reach out. He waited to hear from the elders. He waited for his pastors to visit.

Although some support programs are in place in the churches, we are called to reach out to the communities and develop initiatives that are available to everyone.

The Confederate flag serves as a portal through which non-Southern white people can project their own guilt of racial bias onto the Southerner.

We share the stories that don’t get heard or magnified anywhere else.

No one should be surprised if they feel like their head is spinning at times; the disruption and disorientation is a real thing.

As much as I try to be fair and irenic, there are times when the truth is divisive. Truth divides between true and false, right and wrong. And politics do intersect, at certain points, with ethics.

There’s little, if any, scientific or psychological support to these theories. There are benefits and drawbacks to these self-discovery tools.

All animals need oxygen to live, but not all animals have lungs.

By reading mostly those who reinforce my perspective on the world, I encourage the conditions that make it easier for me to avoid and even condemn those who are different than me.

All the way up the ride, I wondered if I should say something. I was afraid to confront the man.

The Banner has teamed up with the Center for Public Justice to release a series of articles online exploring the divisiveness of our times. This is the first in that six-part series.

I am a Canadian Indigenous man who is a Sixties Scoop Survivor. I love Canada Day, but I have encountered hostility about celebrating it. Here’s why I think we should.

By justice, we do not merely mean equal treatment for all but also being intellectually just or fair to different viewpoints.

With death knocking so closely at our doorsteps, thoughts turn to the big questions: What happens to us after death? Is heaven real? And what’s it like there?

When we are not part of someone’s journey in a participatory way, it’s easy to miss what is really going on with someone else. When we don’t know the behind-the-scenes story, it is easy to misinterpret what is really going on.