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In their efforts to create meaningful worship services, worship planners sometimes overlook the needs of children.

As a Christian, I feel called to live like Christ, which means to try to be good and kind, loving others as Christ has loved me. But as a white person, I am part of a larger history that is not good. Not kind. Not loving.

This photo is a panorama of 21 images stitched together in Photoshop. I chose to include the oil rig to make the foreground more interesting.

When I was a campus pastor, students often asked questions about the Bible’s trustworthiness or truthfulness. Most of the questions fall into three general types...

Parkland, Florida. To those of us living in northern climes, the name might evoke images of winter warmth and sunshine. But not any more. Since the afternoon of February 14, Parkland has become the latest in a litany of communities scarred by school shootings.

What’s gooey and slippery and oozes all over? If you guessed slime, you’re right!

Panic surged through Wall Street in October of 1929. On October 24, stock prices plunged briefly before several large banks intervened and the market rallied.

I understand your fear. Your church appears to be attracting unchurched people. The leadership has observed your love for lost people. Here are some steps you can take.

Like many, for years I thought that God’s blessings included mostly things that he gave, such as happiness, health, and employment,...

I strongly counsel churches to first consult law enforcement for expert advice and training before making any such decisions.

Topical gimmicks are great—except when they’re not.

Expectations are the enemy of contentment. On face value, this seems like a harmless platitude: Manage your expectations, and you’ll more readily avoid being disappointed.

I recently finished school, found a job, and have my first steady income. I want to give appropriately to my church and other organizations. How do I decide how much to give and to whom?

“I serve a congregation in an all-white town. The nearest city is an hour’s drive away,” he said. “How do I get my people to actually feel for people of other races?”

Over the past several months our society has experienced a monumental shift in the treatment of women—particularly in regard to how they are treated by men in power.

There may be times when your prayers appear to do nothing more than bounce off the ceiling.

As a high school senior I feel so much pressure in making decisions that might affect my career and life: Do I go to college or not? What programs do I choose?

A few weeks ago I had lunch at the local Sikh temple (Gurdwara).

I am like many women you may know. I am in my forties and the mother of three wonderful children. I fancy gardening and estate sales and am partial to dark chocolate.

Our deacons are promoting electronic funds transfer (EFT) as a giving option for our church.

When I was a 10-year-old, Psalm 90 was my favorite psalm. I knew it as the hymn “O God, Our Help in Ages Past.”

The Hebrew title for the book of Psalms is Tehillim, which means “songs of praise.” Psalm 150 says, “Let everything that has breath praise the Lᴏʀᴅ.”