Something that has long puzzled me is the Christian Reformed Church’s relationship with its chaplains.
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Religion is the opiate of the masses.
—Karl MarxI was struck by Rev.
Christianity Today magazine has reported on a growing surge of interest in and attraction to the Reformed faith among North American evan
Celindy would like to take her heritage to church.
“Ukrainians can! Koreans can! The Dutch can! Why not me?”
Thank you so much for “Pastoral Calls That Matter,” by Rev. Louis Tamminga (November 2007).
I like the Banner editor’s list of hopes for the future of the Christian Reformed Church a
Last week as I went to sign out Saving Money with the Tightwad Twins: Practical Tips for Women on a Budget, the librarian said I had a $9
Several weeks ago I attended a conference at Calvin College that focused on the Christian Reformed Church’s 150th birthday.
I’m glad that none of us shooed her away.
At first it sounded like someone was about to be really, really sick.
The Christian Reformed Church continues on its dangerous journey.
Authentic. Starbucks uses this word as bait to entice new baristas.
The original document titled “A Modest Proposal” came from the pen of Jonathan Swift in 1729.
The discussion about women’s roles in church leadership has largely centered on textual exegesis, sociological explanations, and tr
Those who profit from war “are the enemies of democracy in the homeland,” and “amassing enormous fortunes out of the wo
Two years ago I witnessed a brutal and senseless beating.
LET ME ADD MY “AMEN” to Leonard Vander Zee’s article “What Happens at the Lord’s Supper?” (January 20
Since retiring in 1991 I’ve had opportunity to serve many Christian Reformed churches as interim pastor.
My Spiritual mother, the Christian Reformed Church, turns 150 this year, and I anticipate the thankful celebration.
To our great joy, Erin and I were expecting.
There’s something alluring about seeing your words in print. Nigh intoxicating.
Sometimes when I’m sitting at my computer, my 3-year-old daughter, Mary, climbs onto my lap.
Almost before debate gets started, calls for the question arise from the floor.