Laura De Jong

Aug 14, 2024 | blog.reformedjournal.com | Laura De Jong

I started writing for the Reformed Journal blog in Autumn of 2019. Some five years later, I’ve just crested the 100-blog peak. When I look back over those blogs, they cover a whole host of topics and ideas and commentaries. I’ve written about worship, about community, about the pandemic, about home, about beauty, about ships getting stuck and election results and synodical decisions. Writing for this blog has been an incredible discipline.

Jul 31, 2024 | blog.reformedjournal.com | Laura De Jong

Maybe the world doesn’t need another person weighing in on the controversy surrounding the tableau on the bridge, but I’m going to weigh in on it anyway. In case you missed it, Sunday’s opening ceremonies in Paris included a tableau scene that looked like Leonardo da Vinci’s “The Last Supper.” A DJ in a blue dress and a silver headdress stood on the edge of a runway, flanked by drag artists and dancers. The result does bear a good resemblance to one of Christianity’s most beloved paintings.

Jul 17, 2024 | blog.reformedjournal.com | Laura De Jong

Last week I had the pleasure of preaching at Yorkminster Park Baptist Church in downtown Toronto. Yorkminster hosts the Lester Randall Preaching Conference each fall, and having attended these conferences for some years now, I’ve grown rather fond of this old, stately, liturgical church and its deeply hospitable congregation.

Jun 19, 2024 | blog.reformedjournal.com | Laura De Jong

More often than not, my week to write the blog comes around and I spend quite a bit of time wondering what on earth I’m going to write about this time. But I’ve never felt so unable to write something as I do now. As of this writing on Wednesday evening, the CRC Synod 2024 has:– tightened the procedures around gravamen so that no office bearer can hold a settled conviction contrary to anything in the confessions.

Jun 5, 2024 | blog.reformedjournal.com | Laura De Jong

I’m dog-sitting for a friend this week. Last Friday, Ruby and I dropped her human off at the airport and then she came back to Kitchener with me, to an apartment she’d been to once before, to be re-introduced to two cats who were certainly less enthused about having Ruby around than Ruby was about invading their space. Ruby and I go on three walks a day, and our post-work, pre-dinner walk takes us through the woods by my house.