Tag: Personal reflections

by Donald Schell Part 2 of 3 My Uncle Ted was a Presbyterian lay missionary in Cameroon. He wasn’t actually my uncle. He’d been married

by Donald Schell Part 1 of 3 Through the run-up to the1960 election our evangelical church pastor warned us repeatedly that if America elected a

by Tricia Gates Brown Garlicky minestrone reaches down the hall and out the front door of the church, drawing me in on a wave of

Storms bring tempests of wind, deluges, and blizzards–and a special kind of grace despite the wreckage. Just as it rains on the just and the unjust, the wind blows on the just and the unjust, too. Storms bring both darkness and light simultaneously–flashes of brilliant light against a background of darkness.

By Linda Ryan There was a saying going around when I was in my late teens and early twenties, “Don’t trust anyone over 30.” Maybe

Considering the possible soul of a centipede would probably horrify some of my co-religionists, who would see it as being a mockery of all teaching and understanding of Christianity. … But I doubt if it would horrify most of the people in my resident offspring’s post-modern age group. Why shouldn’t centipedes have souls? Who made that rule in the first place, and why?