On this first week of Advent, Rachel Varghese, a self described introvert and homeschooling mama, reflects on hope. 

During the Advent season, we will feature artwork each week by ChanMi Jung Pyles. The theme for the first week of Advent is Hope. Enjoy ChanMi’s painting, which comes in two pieces and is entitled, “I Am Making a Way.”

As the leaves change hues and the crisp breeze hits my face to welcome autumn, I can sense the pace of the year speeding faster than my mind can manage.

“I have trauma?” The words escaped as barely a whisper.

When I was fourteen years old, my parents started leaving the house on Tuesday evenings for mysterious “meetings.”

Power isn’t something to fear or hoard—it’s something to steward. This reflection by Caroline Lancaster explores how Asian American Christian leaders can own and steward their power faithfully in the way of Jesus.

There’s no shortage of content on how to be a lead pastor. T

For the one whose heart longs to settle in over a cup of tea

Home is something I’ve been thinking about for as long as I can remember.

I went on my first short-term mission trip to a Native American reservation this past summer.

An excerpt from Dim Sum and Faith: How Our Stories Shape our Souls

In the wake of political unrest, social protests, or government overreach, it’s become common to hear a familiar refrain from some corners of American evangelicalism: “Romans 13 says we must submit to governing authorities.”

As a Korean American woman called to both pastoral ministry and academia, I never felt fully at home in the dominant culture—or even in some of the spaces that were supposed to form and support me.

During seminary (about 20 years ago), I often felt the dissonance between the required readings and professors’ perspectives, and the ways people in my family’s Filipino American and Filipino Canadian churches connected with God and practiced their faith.

One of my current research areas explores how ethnicity, race, and the Old Testament intersect.

Growing up in Asian American churches, I didn’t hear much about lament.

For much of my life, my experience of the spiritual life has been full of guilt and shame for not doing enough and not being enough.

Asian American churches have played a vital role in North American religious history.

Recently, I took a spiritual gifts assessment at my church.

For we are but travellers on a journey without as yet a fixed abode