James C. Ungureanu

Forget the complaints about scientists “petting” space snakes or explorers getting lost with high-tech maps.

If you’ve ever felt a wave of nostalgia so sharp it was almost painful, or wondered how a childhood joy could feel so magical then so mundane, then you’ve already begun the journey C.

In a recent substack article, Craig A.

The scene feels like a grim parody of scientific progress: London, late March 1626.

“We are nothing; let us be everything!”

Two recent calls for papers piqued my interest.

“The modern world is not the triumph of reason, but the revenge of Prometheus.”

William Placher and Denys Turner, though separated by geography and academic focus, converged on a shared mission: to confront modernity’s relentless effort to shrink the mystery of God into categories palatable to human reason or emotion.

In a recent post, I argued that the future of the science-faith dialogue depends less on physicists and more on theologians—those trained to grapple with Scripture, tradition, and the existential dimensions of belief.

In the modern dialogue between science and Christian theology, two names loom large: John Polkinghorne and Wolfhart Pannenberg.