We are so covered in mud that we can’t even do something righteous without soiling it.

Polarization seems to have pervaded every corner of our families, churches, and society.

It wasn’t until later, after my encounter with the letter carrier and when I looked up the lyrics, that I realized I did get the words wrong.

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Our family joined a Christian Reformed church a few years ago. Recently a deacon expressed concern that we were not contributing more to the general fund. It makes me uncomfortable to think that deacons are talking about how much people are giving and whether it is sufficient. Is this what happens in the CRC?

Let’s look back one last time to some of our best from 2021.

A seminarian on his first summer assignment, in Vermillion, S.D., is about to embark on an adventure of a lifetime.

Water has a unique structure. God made it differently.

Does it matter what kind of company I work for and what kind of values it seems to have?

Music is an integral part of worship for all congregants. So why are so many seniors feeling left out?

Our church council called a special congregational meeting to vote on calling a chaplain. Is that necessary when the chaplain isn’t going to be working at our church?

A desire to know Jesus was born within her and never left.

We cannot cherry-pick one half of that verse and ignore the other half.

There are several layers inherent in your question.

Her face is written with pain and uncertainty as the doctor brings more pills.

There are some important guiding Reformed principles that could lead us to more convergence.

That would contradict the other ideas and practices of Jesus and the first Christians.

One of the obvious problems with the death penalty is that you can’t bring someone back from the dead when you get it wrong.

This most likely means that my whiteness gave me the disease, but my blackness has kept it in check.

When I tell people I work with people who have Down syndrome, they often make comments about the patience I must have. I have grown tired of those comments.

Microchurches find their purpose and identity in being God’s sent ones.

This year in particular, the tree farm I grew up on reminds me that joy and sorrow often mingle side by side, especially during the holidays.

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