I believe Dilly reached through her confusion and touched her soul’s bedrock, her own true self.

During an ad-break for a streaming TV drama, a question occurred to me—one of those questions I felt dumb for not knowing the answer to: Why do pharmaceuticals always have two names?

How deep does your own fear run when you think of letting go of something you might be holding too tightly?

Our relational cup remains relatively empty (and for a relational movement like ours, this is particularly painful) as we grapple with social distancing and try to connect through interacting via screens. Any novelty and initial exhilaration of church online has worn off.     

The nature of winter and the nature of God

“One small silver lining in the rancor about race in America is that it might help propel us beyond polite dishonesty into real conversation.”

We are called to be Christmas, in places where it feels as if winter might never end.

We are listening to the Holy Spirit and to each other as we discern how to align the denominational team to best serve conferences and churches. We are pivoting for the sake of mission, just as First Covenant Church in Portland did many years ago.

As far as we know, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about this ordinary desert bush until God made it into something special. Sometimes it happens that way.

Long-time editor, Jane K. Swanson-Nystrom says good-bye