Creation Care

Sister Nature

“Oh yeah, Christians totally hate the environment. You didn’t know that?”   I overheard this statement after Tolkien’s The Hobbit, Part One was released in theaters, and it bothered me.   Tolkien’s rich, imaginative work, along with his beloved hobbits…

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Mending the World

Growing up Jewish, it was not unusual to hear about humanity’s mandate to care for the environment in synagogue, in addition to hearing about God. In fact, I learned more about basic ways of caring for the earth – not…

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Think Little

It’s a little bit passive-aggressive, I suppose, but I enjoy scandalizing my mom. My most recent attempt involved the statement, “I was reading an excellent Playboy article the other day…” When her bespectacled nose wrinkled up a bit, I continued…

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Letting Myself See God Again

Mountains stretched to the horizon, mountain after mountain: most of them blue-green with evergreens, a few tall enough to be topped with rocks and snow. The closest had a peak covered by a meadow bright with flowers: gold, scarlet, and…

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A Walk Among the Wildflowers

We head out this morning, a day my daughter and I are supposed to spend together, in a hurry. I’m late for my hair appointment, and we don’t have time for that chai tea I promised her. She doesn’t complain…

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Garden Mortality

I lived in Maine, that faraway state of lobsters and oysters and loons. Moreover, I lived at the back door of a national park, Acadia, famous for its pink granite cliffs, its glacial lakes, its waves crashing steel-blue and white…

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Serving God, Saving the Planet: Interview with Dr Matthew Sleeth

In my church growing up, we didn’t talk much about the environment, perhaps because we were focused on going to heaven. Dr. Matthew Sleeth’s book, Serving God, Saving the Planet, offers a different perspective, drawing on the Bible to make…

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Paying Attention

Cutting the grass is a kind of prayer.   Last summer we moved to a house on two acres of prairie in rural Indiana, and we bought a riding lawn mower. It was embarrassing, really—we’d moved from Seattle, where all…

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Picking Rocks with the Cosmic Christ

In the summer mornings of my childhood, I crossed the street with my dad to help my extended family harvest sweet corn. We are a people who tend to the land; I understand at a fundamental level what it means…

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The Wonder of Science

Each Thursday of this last semester, rain or shine, I rushed to the Ford Focus at 5:30 p.m. after setting up macaroni and cheese on paper plates. Backing down our hilly driveway, I’d take I-40 toward the middle of Raleigh,…

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