By: Paul Asay
Superheroes are messy.
Yes, admittedly they may have the best of intentions. But every time they do battle with a bad one, collapsing buildings are sure to follow.
By: Anne Rinaudo
If science allows for the possibility that we can do something – should we? On ‘Open House’ Margo Somerville, Professor of Bioethics at The University of Notre Dame Australia, discusses with Stephen O’Doherty some of the questions that arise if Australia lifts a ban on creating ‘three person’ IVF babies.
By: Katrina Roe
The other day we had some friends round for dinner. As they were leaving, their baby asked for a cuddle. Never being one to pass up a cuddle with a baby (well, let’s be honest, with just about anyone I’m on a first name basis with) I quickly wrapped my arms around her.
By: Sabrina Peters
Every so often I think we (yes, me too) need to be reminded that Pastors are just people. Regular, down to earth, flesh and blood human beings.
By: Rodney Olsen
It’s a weird concept but I’ve been thinking again recently about the self-discipline we require to do the things we love.
The things a society celebrates are markers for its values. For instance we celebrate life, but we never celebrate death. When we gather to mourn a person who has died it is the value we placed on their life that dominates our thoughts. We celebrate what they meant to their family, friends and the wider community but mourn their loss.
I watched from a distance as the desperate mum yelled at her child, “Would you just calm down? Calm down right now! If you don’t calm down I’ll give you a big smack!”
By: Tania Harris
How could God have created the world in 6 days when geological data shows the earth is over four billion years old?
How does the Bible’s description of human creation align with scientific evidence supporting evolution?
If Adam and Eve were the first couple, where did their son Cain’s wife come from?
By: Shana Schutte
Since age ten Lori has cried for hours while resisting the urge to cut herself. Some days, long sleeves and pants covered the shame of her bleeding scars. Other days, when the temptation didn’t attack her, hope swelled.