How God Becomes Human
Chris E. W. Green offers an advent meditation on what it means for God to come into the world through our labors.
Chris E. W. Green offers an advent meditation on what it means for God to come into the world through our labors.
The following is a guest post by Matthew John Paul Tan. The Body. The Universal. The Passion. Palm Sunday begins the week of commemoration of the suffering, death and resurrection of Jesus of Nazareth. The week in the leadup to Easter will be particularly intense for the churchgoer. If one is not stepping up of […]
The following is a guest post by Kyle David Bennett. Kyle is a recent PhD graduate from Fuller Seminary in philosophy of religion and philosophical theology. Before moving to NYC last year he taught philosophy at Azusa Pacific University and theology and ethics at Providence Christian College. He now teaches religion at The King’s College. […]
The speaker in this poem examines her place between the “blessed and unblessed” and observes the gap between her actions of piety and the “attempt” at a life.
Curator Magazine posted my review of To The Wonder last week. It was a delight to write for them. But more could have been said about the O’Keefe orchid and succulent shots, the shot focus on the mirror image of the unicorn in one of the medieval “Lady and the Unicorn” tapestries, the Lorica of St. Patrick, […]
The economy of salvation enacted by Christ on the cross displays the divine economy of plenitude, ceaseless generosity, and superabundance.
John Piper’s Bloodlines: Race, Cross and the Christian marks the entrance of a major American pastor into conversations about race and the church, but it also displays some problematic views of both race and Christ that ultimately work against Piper’s hopes for racial harmony.
In this conversation, distinguished professors James K. A. Smith and James Davison Hunter discuss Hunter’s newest book, TO CHANGE THE WORLD.
After resurrection, Jesus acted strange, materializing through solid wood, even though he didn’t look that different. The gashes seeped still, varnishing the tentative hand, the fingers that needed to know him new. Let me say how strange I feel, trusting this to be true—that a body can be both mortally wounded and whole enough to […]