When church members prefer just a blessing
Matt grew up in the Episcopal Church. One Sunday he appeared at the altar—with his arms crossed over his chest.
Why and how I bless my children
I can still hear my dad's voice blessing me when I was little. Now that I'm a dad, I wonder if I should use different words.
The rare blessing of a benediction
As a child, I followed the order of worship in the bulletin, mentally checking off each item. My eyes were on the prize.
Exercises in understanding race
I used to lead activities like the "Privilege Walk" and "Cross the Line." I couldn't shake the feeling that they were not taking us very far.
Essays by readers
In response to our request for essays on the topic mistake, we received many compelling reflections. Here is a selection.
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