On Saturdays at First Presbyterian, the congregants know good jazz when they hear it. But the event is first of all a church service.
Did Jesus mean that all the things we mean by accomplishment, and maturity, and reason, and progress, are actually small niggling things that we must finally shuck and lay aside, in order to again be like children, spiritually open and emotionally naked and constantly liable to giggling?
The priest faces inward, toward liturgy and the sacraments. The layperson faces outward, toward everything else—everything.
Populism is a predictable recurring feature of any society that is unwilling or unable to be as democratic as it claims to be.
Encounters with God happen, and they are known by their liberating effects. How can confirmation class support such encounters?
"Maybe 5 percent of refugees are ever resettled. Meanwhile, human life is always more than survival."
Harvesting wild greens always returns me to our species' hunter-gatherer roots. Not so long ago, this is what people did the world over.
At St. Peter's, the font beckons Detroiters to wade into freedom—while the bottled water around it brings to mind the principalities and powers.