Love for Easter-only worshippers
How one pastor’s investment in a theology of belonging has liberated him from resentment.
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The sparkle and shimmer
A child in cowgirl boots heralds the coming of Easter for Andrew Taylor-Troutman.
Night sky of tears
“Sadness can feel sky high. Yet, the Holy One, who stretched the heavens, walks with us.”
A top hat and tails
It can be tempting to harden our hearts as protection. What would life look like if we lived like daffodils blooming in late winter? Like a middle schooler wearing a top hat and tails to a dance?
Boogie with your shadow: A funeral epiphany
A poem by Andrew Taylor-Troutman.
Pretty ashes
Maybe our mortality can be beautiful, writes Andrew Taylor-Troutman.
Encountering the Holy Spirit: Asbury College and the Transfiguration
Reflecting on the revival happening at a Kentucky Christian school and Jesus' Transfiguration, Andrew Taylor-Troutman considers the Holy Spirit’s call to action.
Baby, baby — the blessing of being wholly attentive
Andrew Taylor-Troutman reflects on a week of learning with poet and essayist Ross Gay.
In praise of mischief
Andrew Taylor-Troutman, a father of two young boys, wonders if there is something sacred in mischief, even as it is sometimes annoying.
Parable of the school board president and the pastor
Andrew Taylor-Troutman shares a lesson he learned from a local school board president.