A few weeks ago, I had a dream. In the dream, the world was about to end. All that was…
Heidi S. De JongeJuly 15, 2022
When she comes to me, she usually comes at night - in that little valley between awake and asleep. I…
Heidi S. De JongeMay 20, 2022
Twenty-five years ago, the Dordt College concert choir loaded up on a bus for our spring break tour. Our first…
Heidi S. De JongeApril 22, 2022
Isn’t counted cross-stitch just glorified paint-by-number? That’s what I thought (but would never say) when my mom would spend countless…
Heidi S. De JongeMarch 25, 2022
I have done my best in ministry not to challenge people’s theology in the midst of moments of pastoral care.…
Heidi S. De JongeFebruary 25, 2022
When I was in high school, I often lingered by the perfume counter at the Bon Marché in the Bellis…
Heidi S. De JongeJanuary 28, 2022
A number of years ago, I started the practice of sitting in silence for several minutes at a time. I…
Heidi S. De JongeDecember 31, 2021
Mary pondered all the things. I love this little bit in Luke 2. In the blaze and rush of the…
Heidi S. De JongeDecember 17, 2021
The word, “enough,” is best used with things that are measurable. We certainly reach points at which we’ve had enough…
Heidi S. De JongeDecember 3, 2021
