The science is clear. We are living in a warming world due to fossil fuel emissions. The world’s most vulnerable are already suffering...

I want to speak honestly, but not noisily, about emotional and psychological harm. Not to rehearse details. Not to settle scores. But to name something real. I keep returning to Walter Brueggemann’s language of orientation and disorientation. There are seasons of life where things more or less make sense. Where the ground holds. Where the world feels coherent enough to live in without constantly questioning it. And then something happens that pulls the ground away. Disorienta

The Shopfront, the Centre, and the Work of Truth Rev’d Jon Swales, 10 minute read. Churches, like most institutions, learn how to present themselves. There is a front-facing story — a shopfront narrative — shaped for newcomers, visitors, church networks, and social media. It speaks of welcome, healing, generosity, growth, authenticity, flourishing. Often it names something real. Often it names something hoped for. Rarely is it a lie. But it is selective. The shopfront tells

Jesus said, “Where have you laid him?” They said to him, “Lord, come and see.” Jesus wept. —John 11:34–35 Once we knew where we were. The glass held. Light stayed put. The world obeyed the basic rules of cause and effect, of prayer and outcome. Meaning showed up when summoned. God was mostly punctual. We called this 'faith'— a life where the story made sense often enough that we trusted the gaps, where suffering felt tragic but legible. Then— a phone call that split the day i