In her one question, I felt listened to, cared for, and not alone—and our conversation continued for quite a while.

How will our people learn Reformed doctrine in church now that synod has removed the requirement for catechism sermons?

I have worked too much at building and maintaining a facade.

Now when the Holy Spirit prompts someone to write a note in church or during Bible study, there is a place to do that before they forget.

I’m hearing suggestions that the Bible is not a rule book, but Christian confessions declare it “the only rule for life and faith” (Westminster Confession) and “infallible rule” (Belgic Confession, Art. 7). Which is right?

If we refuse to keep each other’s company until our disputes have been settled, we will die alone.

Aunt Dorothy loved me. There was no doubt about that.

God was more worried about pride than any sexual sin.

This question usually arises when we consider using undesirable actions or approaches to work toward noble or legitimate ends.

Every week hundreds of people shuffle past this quiet image, which captures everything essential the church wants to communicate.

When our livelihood and community depend upon our ability to lead well, sharing openly that we are not doing well takes a leap of faith—sometimes an extraordinary one.

Who’s responsible for my faith growth?

You have probably seen a tree with most of its leaves still on the branches even though its neighbors have dropped their foliage.

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

When I was growing up, I never worried about the bills being paid each month. These concerns were beyond my comprehension, grasp, and concern.

How different my own mealtime prayers feel from the solemn longing of the men of Gondor. I suspect many of us might feel the same.

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How can I tell if I am emotionally healthy?

Now that I am co-managing my own household with young kids, I wonder regularly, could my babysitter have been sincerely grateful for the atmosphere at my childhood home?

Comparing these categories is like the proverbial apples and oranges comparison.

Some humorous reflections on my new role as a pastor’s husband.

If God is at work in our neighborhoods, perhaps we should be too.

It’s impressive when all these people actually agree on something!