I’ve rediscovered in the Reformed tradition a boisterous celebration of the beauty of the natural world—underscoring the profound dignity of creation, urging that we attend to the School of the Creatures in learning environmental responsibility. Its appreciation of the world as a dazzling theater of God’s glory is rooted, not in a shallow, “politically correct” ecological sensitivity, but in the mystery of God as Holy Trinity, the brokenness of the cross, and the liturgical power of communal praise. This gives me hope in the tradition, despite the errors of the past.
