An invitation to silence
We began our business meeting in the chapel with dimmed lights. I led the board through several calming prayers, noticing our breath and heartbeats.
Ashes in the streets
At our first outdoor procession, I felt awkward. I’d led liturgies before, but my church life and my real life didn’t usually intersect so publicly.
Essays by readers
In response to our request for essays on mentors, we received many compelling reflections. Here is a selection.
The case for singing the entire Psalter
In the Nazi-occupied Netherlands, my dad couldn't sing national songs. The Nazis saw the church's Psalter, however, as innocuous. Little did they know.
A new kind of church
Christians have long found spiritual meaning in running. But the church has held this sort of personal experience at arm's length—until recently.
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