To the disappointment of many, Easter isn’t about a bunny.

It’s about the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

In our scientific age, resurrection is viewed as an impossibility at best, and as an opiatic myth created by Jesus’ original disciples at worst. Some people respect the belief in an effort to promote religious tolerance, many scoff at its absurdity, few think it’s an intriguing fantasy, and still fewer actually stop to consider what the raising of this particular dead man means...

Like most 7-year-old girls, my little sister, Nevaeh (through Big Brothers Big Sisters), loves the movie Frozen. By association, so do I. Though not blood related, we share a similar sense of humor, a particular goofiness, and a fondness for Disney music...

A year and a half ago, I intentionally started going to the gym. Part of my initial membership included three free sessions with a personal trainer. During the first session, the following conversation ensued...

I gave up sweets for Lent this year. In the midst of a sugar-deprived grouch-fest, I was reminded of a section in Donald Kraybill’s The Upside-Down Kingdom, titled “Expensive Decisions.” This is a required text for my class, and while most students don’t read it, those that do are struck by Kraybill’s understanding of discipleship...

Growing up, my Oma (“grandmother” in German) had a Matryoshka doll, also known as a Russian nesting doll. Essentially, it’s a set of hand-painted wooden dolls of decreasing size, which nest within each other. They had no lights, noise, or the pomp of modern toys, yet my sister and I were fascinated by them...