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I’ve made a habit lately of studying the Amish. I use the word “study” loosely as this is not a simple curiosity of mine or some kind of theological experiment. My exploration flows out of a deep respect and admiration for their faith and spirituality. We English (that’s what the Amish call us outside their communities) recognize them because of their familiar beards, horse-drawn buggies, fine woodworking, or barn-raisings, but there’s a lot more to this group than sturdy furniture and firm dispositions. They have a lively, vibrant faith despite their archaic lifestyles.
Light serves a profound function in our lives. Receive too much or too little of it and you’ll experience both physical and emotional effects. I remember visiting Alaska in the summer and reading a book by sunlight at two in the morning. This was a pretty cool experience but it made it quite difficult to sleep at my normal times. I also have many friends who live in Seattle and talk about the lack of sunlight they receive on a regular basis. It’s not uncommon for a person to choose where she lives based on the light available in that state. Light affects everything.
More than a decade ago, former Chief Justice Roy Moore of the Alabama Supreme Court installed a massive granite monument inscribed with the Ten Commandments in the rotunda of the Alabama State Judicial Building. Two years later it was removed by court order as a violation of the separation of church and state. Shortly thereafter, Justice Moore was also removed by court order from the Alabama State Judicial Building.
The truth can save a country, but the lack of truth can destroy a country.
Inner Vision Yoga will host a labor and birth workshop on Aug. 10 from 12:30 to 3 p.m. at 1949 W. Ray Road, Chandler.
The group behind a vetoed religious freedom law intends to study Monday's Supreme Court ruling as a chance to revamp it and try again next year.
I received a mystery package recently, opened it up, and discovered a popular appetite suppressant inside. Sprinkle this magic powder on your food, the included literature instructed, and allegedly it would cooperate with your sense of smell to curb your cravings. And here it was in my hands — a whole box of the stuff. But I didn’t order it.
During the Muslim holy month of Ramadan, Sameer Sarmast leaves the house each day with his wallet, his keys and... dates.
Claiming new evidence of a pattern of misconduct, Attorney General Tom Horne on Tuesday asked a federal judge to dissolve the police department that patrols the polygamous twin communities of Colorado City and Hildale, Utah.
Gov. Jan Brewer said it may be time to consider extending the state's civil rights laws to gays.
The Torah is the soul of the Jewish people. It is our sacred story, written on a scroll and in our hearts. The Torah, or Five Books of Moses, binds the Jewish people together across place and time. It tells a tale so massive, so all-encompassing, every Jewish person finds him or herself within it.
“Our Father.” Only two words, and yet, if we learned to pray these words as Jesus instructed, our lives would be radically transformed. In Jesus’ day it was not uncommon to address God as Father; this wasn’t new. But Jesus made this way of speaking to and thinking about God, normative. “Father,” in Jesus’ view, should be the customary interpretation of God.
My grandmother always set a beautiful Passover table. The linen was crisp and the glasses sparkled. A plate of matzoh, unleavened bread, covered with an embroidered cloth, graced the table. So did a tray of vegetables reserved for young stomachs. My grandfather presided over the service from the head of the table, with Gramma at the other end, close to the kitchen. In the center of the table sat the seder plate with its crimson and gold border, and in its centre, at the heart of all the finery, sat the shank bone.
“Here I stand! I can do no other,” Martin Luther reportedly said as he stood before the papal commission that was investigating his radical beliefs. Taking a “stand” has been the Protestant rage ever since. We children of the Reformation, and I include myself in that family, just love to tell others what we believe.
Sharing faith, in Christian terms, is known as “evangelism.” This is the English rendering of a Greek word meaning “to proclaim the good news.” That’s a problem, because the news isn’t always good.
One of the questions I have found myself asking lately to my friends, neighbors and colleagues is, “Where are you going on vacation this summer?” A lot of the responses I have received go like this: “Gotta beat the heat, we’re headed to Newport Beach,” or “It’s our year to go to Hawaii!” No matter where you go this summer on vacation, ask yourself, “How can my summer vacation be a chance to grow in my faith?”
When my wife insisted that I accompany her to the gym I thought it was a good idea. She had been pressing me about it for some time, and combined with my recent lipid readings I finally relented and agreed to go.
“I come before you to stand behind you to tell you something I know nothing about.”
Last week my son asked me a profound theological question: “Why did God make stinging bugs?” Stumped, I told him to talk directly to God about it. Pausing for just a moment to consider my inadequate answer, he countered, “You know I can’t talk to God; I’m not even dead yet!” In my son’s literal but complex 8-year-old mind, prayer does not qualify as “talking to God.” Thus, his many and variegated questions about the mysteries of the universe, the meaning of life, and the purpose of wasps and biting flies, will have to wait.
My name is Paulo G. Peña. I would like to apologize in advance for any stutters I have; I have a slight fear of public speaking, and there are more people than I thought there was going to be, but I will try my best for the people.
When primitive Christianity first began to take root, it wasn’t known as “Christianity.” That was more or less a term coined by onlookers. The first Christians referred to their movement as “The Way.” The earliest disciples saw themselves, not as part of new religion, but as travelers on and in the Way of Jesus.
Rifling through old family records I discovered the obituary of my great-grandmother. Her name was Ola Whitfield, a simple woman born in the 19th century, and so much like the other sharecroppers in the Deep South at the time.
Imagine what would happen if the world’s religions began to condemn the morality of our indescribable, horrendous cruelty to animals. If theologians discussed this unspeakable cruelty, it would begin to diminish.
A college town full of youth, excitement and a lot of hustle bustle. Newcomers are in and out constantly and there are those who have never lived anywhere else. Diversity has always been a part of the Tempe community and widely accepted.
Even though we’ve moved around a lot, we keep some things close. These items are packed and unpacked without negotiation, because the truth is they’re like old friends, our favorite walking boots that cradle our feet and never rub, or a pair of relaxed jeans that fit perfectly. There’s something comforting about knowing we can still pull these things out when we feel the need.