Introduction This is not a historical overview of religious art but only a philosophical tribute in cameo form. Although I do mean the visual arts, I do not mean only the visual arts but those that involve the process of human creativity, which includes literature and music. As created in the image of God, we are inherently creative, some more than others, it is true, but even those who claim to possess little creativity of their own generally appreciate its expression in

Have you clopped along the cobbled streets of Rothenburg ob der Tauber, one of Germany's oldest and best-preserved medieval towns, where it feels like Christmas all year? This time-capsule of days gone by, tracing back to the 10th century, was once home to a handsome nutcracker that I took back to the States with me in August of 1989. Yes, that was a long time ago. The Berlin Wall was just a couple of months away from coming down. For those of us who heard President Ronal

"All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name" If you can relate to the days of hymnals, you might have opened one in which "All Hail the Power of...

This three-hundred-year-old hymn written by Isaac Watts in 1707 was a staple in Sunday morning worship when I was growing up in the Free Methodist Church. It ne ver ceases to move me with conviction and holy awe. Not a hymn you can sing unless you really mean it, it makes you feel small at the foot of the Cross in exactly the way any human being should feel in the presence of Almighty God. When I survey the wondrous Cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My

Introduction: Without a doubt, the wildly popular song, "I Speak Jesus," has commanded a prominent place on the stage of modern worship music. Having never heard of it until two years ago, I now seem to hear it everywhere. Yet, despite the song's powerful instrumentation and emotional appeal, it continues to unsettle my spirit as intensely as it did the night I first heard it. Researching the context behind the lyrics, in addition to studying the lyrics themselves, has

One Sunday morning recently, this song came to mind as I opened my kitchen blinds to the glorious sun and realized that some of my...