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.

When we decided to send our three children to a Christian day school, we weren’t operating under the influence of “CRC auto-

The president of the university where I worked as a campus minister once told me about a call he received from an irate parent:

Some weeks ago I made a pastoral call on an elderly believer, one firm in her faith though she suffers a great deal of physical pain.

"Gospel Glory" by Cornelius Plantinga Jr., August 2004, pp.

I went to a worship service recently that made my ears ring for 24 hours afterward.

At the Beginning of time, the Chief of Spin came to the first woman and asked her a question.

If you’re a churchgoer, you’ve undoubtedly found yourself in the middle of a swirling controversy at some point.

This article is an attempt to share the experience of a relative newcomer moving from the margins to the mainstream—or to be more p

I was 14. Going to Church in Canada sure was different.

Thousands of amazing things are going on in just one drop of your blood.

My phone rings. It’s Jack, a member of my congregation.

Tov shem mishemen tov. Go ahead, try that on your tongue. It’s a clever play on words.

If you think the Christian Reformed Church is mostly made up of people just like you, think again.