The World Together blog : North America
Brooke Natalie Blough
This is my favorite season: early spring and Lent. How perfect that they coincide! Both are seasons of preparation and hope, hard work and renewal. When I reflect back on my life, the greatest personal changes I’ve undergone have happened in the spring. I come into the new year with the expectation that big things are stirring — that something new is happening.
Sara Wenger Shenk
I’ve long said I wish as a church we could open our hands to receive the irreconcilable dilemma we’re faced with around sexual orientation, as a gift from God. Am I out of my mind to say this? Maybe. But I do not assert this glibly. As a 60-year-old, I know the crucible events in my life — as wracked with pain as they are — drive me deeper into the love of God. Break my heart open. Make me more humble. And perhaps a tad wiser.
P. Gregory Springer
Taking the Bible literally has a long tradition in America. In the mid-19th century, Presbyterian minister James Henley Thornwell believed understanding the Bible was an uncomplicated process. “First, open the Scriptures and read. Second, decide for yourself what these passages mean. Don’t wait for a bishop or a king or a president … to tell you what the passage means, but decide for yourself. Third, if anyone tries to convince you that you are not interpreting such passages in the natural, commonsensical, ordinary meaning of the words, you may rest assured that you are being asked to give up … the entire trust in the Bible that made the country into such a great Christian civilization.”
Growing up, I was blessed with multiple sets of parents.
Why doesn’t the Mennonite church have a Beth Moore? A Nadia Bolz Weber? An Ann Voskamp? A Rachel Held Evans?
Amy Yoder McGloughlin
I treasure your word in my heart, so that I may not sin against you. — Psalm 119:11
One fine evening about a year ago, my wife and I went to a coffee cupping hosted at my father-in-law’s coffee shop in Hope, B.C. A coffee cupping is an event where you taste all sorts of different coffees from all over the world.
Drew G. I. Hart
Why is it so hard for some to see our humanity? I just don’t understand. Don’t get me wrong, I could give all sorts of intellectual answers around how such views developed, and particularly how preexisting anti-black logic took a nasty turn on this side of the Atlantic in the 17th century. But those answers don’t seem to suffice at times like these.
When I hear about movements like New Monasticism and the Parish Collective, they sound very much like forming Christian community to me.
The news is bad today. But then the news is so very often bad.