Sometimes, a crumb of white bread and a sip of juice seems like a poor representation of the flavorful abundance of Jesus.

Our service included a time for decorating the sanctuary and a time for sharing memories of family decorations. The sermon was, therefore,

My opening reflection for Christ the King Sunday. It's about Jesus, but (spoiler alert!) it isn't about Christ the King.

Feeling out-of-control anxiety, along with powerless rage against injustice? Then you're getting in touch with your inner apocalypticist.

There are things I want to change, and there are things I want to stay the same.

Here's something that's much more important than anything else about Christianity.

The "servant songs" of Isaiah speak of a suffering servant of God. Who is that servant?

I used to reassure my students that it was okay to ask questions. "There's no such thing as a dumb question," I

Is this reading from Genesis a charming and wise story, or a pernicious piece of misogyny?