Restoring Our First Love

When Jesus knew that the time had come for him to leave this world and go to the Father, he showed his

It’s been three years since the onset of the war in Iraq.

Meandering through the bed of a small creek near my home, most of which was dry, I discovered a microcosmic patch of wetland decay.

Since 1970, April 22 has marked the annual celebration of Earth Day.

The 2006 Academy Award-winning film Crash is one of the most profound and powerful films I’ve ever experienced.

What’s happening in the CRC, and where will it lead us?

OK, so we can’t afford official datafrom a scientificallyac

When people ask whether there was death before the fall, they’re not all asking the same question.

Each year, AIDS kills more people than tsunamis, hurricanes, and earthquakes combined. So why are we IGNORING AN ONGOING HORROR?

In my personal time with the Lord, I’ve been studying about waiting on God.

Occasionally, and often tangentially, I pick up in conversations and in periodicals in the Reformed community the terms general revel

Jake noticed her the day after she moved in.

In the coming decade, retiring pastors will outnumber people entering the ministry.

Your heart races alarmingly, thudding in your chest and ears. Your blood pressure soars.

This play is intended to be used in informal settings—maybe around the dinner table or in front of the fireplace with your famil

Christmas is a wonderfully glorious season.

I first saw the Tree of Hope during the 2003 Christmas season. At that time I worked at the World Financial Center in Lower Manhattan.

Editor’s note: From June 25 to Sept.

In about 15 hours I’ll board a plane in Grand Rapids, Mich.—the start of a long journey to Seoul, South Korea.

In Leo Tolstoy’s short novelThe Death of Ivan Ilych, a godless, self-centered man struggles through a long and painful dea

Before I Bought it, my car was in a bad accident. The story goes like this: One day a young couple near Chicago ordered a new vehicle.

I always feel kind of uptight and tense when I visit high schools. This time is certainly no exception. I arrive just as the bell rings.

When it comes to racial and ethnic diversity in the Christian Reformed Church, these are the best of times—and the worst of times.

Twelve years ago my wife, Coby, and I found ourselves facing some of the most significant crossroads and challenges of our lives.