Brad East

There’s already a local institution that meets our moment’s many social needs. It’s called church.

The public square is increasingly hostile to religion. But don’t be surprised when Olympic athletes overflow with thanks to God.

For all their faults, our marriage rituals present family and promise-keeping as beautiful, desirable, and worth the effort.

Reports of the death of fatherhood have been greatly exaggerated. There are many good dads, like mine, quietly blessing their children.

Long-standing norms against drinking, tattoos, and Catholic-coded church practices have rapidly fallen. What’s going on?

Postliterate people still need God’s Word, and online Bible ventures have found eager listeners.

We must always be people of the Word, but we’ll have to reimagine deep engagement with Scripture.

The phrase is increasingly useless—unfairly applied to ordinary Christians yet too weak to sufficiently condemn “another gospel” in our midst.

Churches should welcome questions. That doesn’t require embracing perpetual doubt.

The popular pastor’s latest works inhabit a fruitful tension between inheriting church tradition and rebuilding it for today’s world.