I'm writing this in the fellowship hall of Pullen Memorial Baptist Church in Raleigh, North Carolina, the host site for the Alliance of Baptists' Annual Gathering.

Tuesday, April 4, marked the forty-ninth anniversary of the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr.

Can you feel it? We have entered what for Christians are the holiest four days of the year.

As I write this post, I am looking out my office window toward Lane Avenue. The sun is shining, a light breeze is shaking the bushes and the ivy on the hill, and the temperature is in the upper fifties and climbing.

Of all the disturbing and nefarious aspects of the chaotic rollout of the Trump Administration, one that may be the most insidious, even deadly, is the way it dominates the news cycle in this country, to the detriment of other, more important stories.

A couple of years ago a friend of mine was dismayed when she found out that I was reading a book called The Good Funeral.

Last Thursday evening in his State of the City address, Columbus Mayor Andrew Ginther touted the successes of the first year of his administration

Lent, which begins this Wednesday, is a powerful and important season of the Christian year. Unfortunately, we tend to think of Lent only in negative terms.

In the movie Groundhog Day, TV weatherman Bill Murray finds himself reliving the same day over and over, with exactly the same cast of characters playing exactly the same roles, for what seems like an eternity.

It is no secret that when it comes to church—both our local congregation and the broader body of Christ—we live in a complicated, angst-ridden era

What do you know about Damascus, Arkansas?

It’s Christmas Eve, that joyous time of celebration with family and friends, that night of wonder, a day to imagine peace on earth. For some, that is.