On World Communion Day, I sat in the balcony. The view was stunning.
We’re religious about lots of things, says David Zahl. Just not God.
I was outraged. I wanted to burn it all down. I wanted to pray.
In the stitched-together story of Advent, we wrestle with each other’s certainties.
An incident in Germany reminded me who we all belong to.
Sometimes faith is like encountering a grizzly bear.
It’s troubling to imagine the Son of man arriving with criminal intent.