I have been learning so much about Dolly Parton since her death. The more I have learned, the more taken I have become by a life invested in something I can only describe as a beautifully holistic vision of flourishing—the
Today we began another academic year at The Seattle School of Theology & Psychology. Not with syllabi. Not with enrollment numbers. Not with strategic plans or learning outcomes. We began by gathering. Each year, before our new and returning students
Yesterday, Wendell Berry died. He was 92 years old, at home in Port Royal, Kentucky—the place to which he had given so much of his life, attention, labor, and love. There seems something fitting about that. Wendell Berry spent a
Topsy-Turvy by Dwight J. Friesen Something has gone topsy-turvy.We have put our shoes on our hands,our hats on our feet,and somehow are surprisedthat walking has become difficult.We have begun loving things that cannot love us back—flags, borders, institutions,the carefully guarded
Beyond the Ruins: Building Communities Without Rebuilding the Walls Why the future of faith requires more than reconstruction—it requires practices of re-membering One of the unexpected gifts of publishing my recent long-form essay, “After Deconstruction,” has been the conversations it
Thirty Years in Seattle On immigration, belonging, faithful presence, & the slow education of beauty. In the first days of August, thirty years will have passed since Lynette and I loaded everything we owned into a moving truck, hitched our
Every August, something remarkable happens over Seattle. The shores of Lake Washington fill with families. Boats gather in anticipation. Conversations pause. Children cover their ears while simultaneously looking skyward. Then, with a deafening roar, six blue-and-gold fighter jets streak overhead,
After Deconstruction: Re-membering an Ecology of Shalom Introduction… “I think I’m Deconstructing” She knew the stories before she learned to read. Noah’s ark hung above her crib. Bible verses adorned the hallway. Sundays meant polished shoes, potlucks after church, and
A few weeks ago, I hung up the phone after a difficult conversation with my mother. It wasn’t our first. It probably won’t be our last. Nothing particularly dramatic happened. No shouting. No final rupture. Just that familiar feeling of
Yesterday morning, July 23, 2026, Christ’s church—and so many of us who loved him—lost one of its great prophetic imaginations. Tom Sine died at the age of ninety. Author, Christian futurist, mentor, practitioner, and faithful friend, Tom spent a lifetime
The churches of North America stand at a theological crossroads. Whether they possess the courage to choose a different path may depend, in part, on whether they are willing to receive books like Randy Woodley’s How Western Christianity Got It
Raising Dwights by Dwight J. Friesen When fear comes,it is rarely alone.A little boy arrivesalready scanning the roomfor danger.A teenager pulls out his résumé,certain he can earn our belongingif given enough work.Another reaches for humor.Another for theology.Another quietly packs a
Grandma Loeppky by Dwight J. Friesen There are still momentswhen I measure loveby the way your face openedbefore a single word was spoken.As though delightcould arrive ahead of me,already setting another placeat the table.You welcomed methe way morning welcomes windows—not
Pope Leo XIV’s Magnifica Humanitas represents one of the most significant contributions to Christian social thought since Laudato Si’ and Fratelli Tutti. More than an encyclical about artificial intelligence, it is an exercise in theological discernment that asks a more
Every piece of marketing advice I’ve encountered begins with the same commandment: Find your niche. Choose a lane. Become known for one thing. Make it immediately obvious why someone should subscribe. Build a recognizable story brand. Then, stay in your
There are few activities more suburban than climbing onto your roof with a leaf blower. Somewhere, I imagine, the American Dream has this scene framed on a wall: tidy house, clean gutters, well-maintained yard, a Saturday productively spent. Responsible. Respectable.
Some days seem to know exactly what they are. Friday was one of those days. My partner and I went to see the new Mary Oliver documentary at SIFF near Seattle Center. Before the film, we stopped by KEXP, where
The Quilt We Make Together by Dwight J. Friesen No single squareever calls itself the quilt.It arrives offering what only it canits own beautiful history—a worn sleeve,a child’s Sunday dress,a farmer’s shirt softenedby seasons of weather and work.On their ownthey
Harmony by Dwight J. Friesen The world keeps asking for a single note.One flag lifted above every other.One story told loud enoughto drown out the rest.One certainty.One tribe.One voice.Yet every spring, the forest declines.The cedar does not become fern.The river
There are some weekends that leave you tired. And there are weekends that leave you grateful. This was one of the latter. My sincere thanks to the beautiful people of Albany, OR and the community of Albany Mennonite Church for
“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” — 1 Corinthians 13:13 As I continue to engage conversations about cities, communities, leadership, ecological flourishing, and the future of faith, I find myself
One of the most compelling descriptions of Christian identity outside the New Testament comes from an anonymous second-century letter known as The Epistle to Diognetus. Written sometime in the second century, the letter seeks to answer a simple question: Who
Breathwork by Dwight J. Friesen Before you learned the names of things,before you called anything sacredor ordinary,you were breathing.The first sermonwas not spoken,it entered your lungs.Each inhale:receiving what you did not create.Each exhale:returning what was never yours to keep.The trees
Every so often I get to be part of a conversation that doesn’t offer easy answers, but instead opens new questions worth living into. This webinar was one of those gifts. Together with Joel Kiekintveld and psychologist Paul Hoard, we
As conversations from the 13th Session of the World Urban Forum continue to ripple outward, we are witnessing a growing global recognition that housing is far more than infrastructure or economics. Housing is about dignity, belonging, safety, community, resilience, and
The 13th Session of the World Urban Forum in Baku, Azerbaijan felt like one of those moments when new possibilities were opening up. Over the course of WUF13, more than 53,000 participants from 176 countries gathered under the theme “Housing
Participants gathering at World Urban Forum 13 know that the future of our cities will require more than policy, infrastructure, and technology alone. Sustainable urban futures also require meaning, moral imagination, community trust, and shared purpose. This is where faith
This year’s Inhabit Conference 2026, hosted by Lawndale Christian Community Church on Chicago’s West Side, felt less like a conference and more like a homecoming—an embodied reminder of what it means to live, love, and witness in the Way of
A Confession for Such a Time as This We are living in a moment of rupture. Across our neighborhoods and nations, the fractures are visible—political, racial, ecological, ecclesial. Many who bear the name “Christian” are increasingly entangled with power, exclusion,
I’m grateful to share the book launch party episode of a new podcast connected to a meaningful project—Urban Gems: Ministry Perspectives on the Global City and Its People, edited by my friend and colleague, Dr. Joel S. Kiekintveld. This book
