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Indigenous and Native peoples of North America used every part of the buffalo when they killed one. This got me thinking of spiritual matters.

Loving our neighbors means prioritizing the wellbeing of others over our own interests, regardless of the social gap between us.

As a middle-Eastern Jewish carpenter living on the road, Jesus certainly wasn't the light-skinned, rosy-cheeked man with kempt, flowing, brown locks traipsing through the pages of my childhood Bible.

We are not alone in our fears. Nor in our loss and grief. The storm of 2020 has rewritten the course of life for countless others around the world.

“When Herod realized that he had been outwitted by the Magi, he was furious,

The change was slow at first, almost imperceptible. Small and surmountable things showed up, but no one could quite put their finger on what those things were.

As I reflect on my childhood experience with gifts at Christmas time, or thinking about how my people love to give gifts to their family and friends, or when I reflect on the Christmas story in the Gospel of Luke, it all reminds me of Jesus.

Is it permissible to watch movies as worship?

In an event-orientated approach, I focus on the quality of the event, not the agenda with all its timetables and often unrealistic expectations.

How out of place this broken tree was, how odd that the owners of the garden—known for their skill—hadn’t removed it. It seemed almost a disservice to their handiwork, a marring of their reputation to have left this hollow shell where it stood.

With the flu season almost upon us, and predictions of tightening restrictions, how are we, the church, preparing for this Christmas season?

My pastor-friend and his congregation have separated. But from the outside looking in, it seems to me that the process toward him, even from the Classis level, was unreasonable, punitive, and unkind.

In the COVID era, I have noticed Christians to be deeply divided about a matter that just one year ago would have seemed very trivial: wearing masks.

The effects of the Doctrine of Discovery are still being felt today. How do we move forward as a united people?

What do you do when you’re home for weeks and months, stuck with nowhere to go? The answer was overhead.

Both Scripture and Christian tradition challenge the idea that God takes the sides of nations, civilizations, and political parties.

When I think of the times of celebration or holidays, I think of family, friends, and a good meal together.

What happens when it seems even pointless to pray because we know that healing probably won’t come?

As we cry out to God to fix our broken world, communities, and systems, we can slip into the trap of starting to see people not as fellow image bearers, but as the opinions their group espouses. 

Like a scratched record album, her life is stuck on “repeat” and can only move forward when the needle is bumped, and we remind her of the events of the past.

In its simplest form, our classification puts human beings into two categories: friend and foe.

I am left with a feeling of great discomfort when I think of the awkwardness of that moment, his inability to read my cues, my inability to tell him no.