Eucharist

Baptism and Eucharist should rework all of our ideas about identity.

Sarah Coakley explores ruptures on the cross, in the Eucharist, in Spirit-filled people, and between Judaism and the church.

People have long tried to trace a connection between the early church’s eucharistic practice and psychedelic substances. Scholars aren’t convinced.

When illness took over my life, I developed a new understanding of the Eucharist.

The German sociologist’s theory of “resonance” offers an alternative: deceleration.

Even stones are constantly being transformed.

Last week in Louisville, I went to church.

Denys Turner’s essays bridge the gaps that often frustrate us when we read medieval theology.

What does it mean to worship in the middle of a wound?

A church on my street fed food-insecure kids while schools were closed. The work of justice flowed outward from the table.

Matt grew up in the Episcopal Church. One Sunday he appeared at the altar—with his arms crossed over his chest.

My ecclesiastical criminality has been going on for 45 years. It all started at a Trappist abbey in Virginia.

Erin Lane wants to help millennials and those who love them understand the real countercultural impulse of the church.

Curtis Freeman's book addresses primarily Baptists, but his concern matters to all Christians who live in denominational separatism but are summoned to embrace the richness of catholic faith.

"After we receive the bread, we're gonna go to the kitchen," he said. "We have cheese pizza tonight."

Ruth Duck takes a balanced approach to liturgy. Her aim is not to champion a single style but to offer a foundation for reflection.

A number of activist organizations are declaring March 15-17 "National Gun Violence Prevention Sabbath Weekend."

It's not clear if this is meant to replace The Brady Center's "God Not Guns Sabbath," which has been observed on the last weekend of September for a number of years. But the organizers seem eager to keep the event broadly ecumenical and interfaith.

This past Sunday was the Epiphany, the celebration of the incarnate Christ made manifest. It also happened to be the Sunday I decided to visit a congregation of the Metropolitan Community Church. 

The MCC is more theologically liberal than I am, so I braced myself for some hangups. But I also wanted to remain as open as possible to experiencing God in a different context. I’m glad I went.

On Nov. 6, our church building was both a polling place and a place for worship. At some point I began to see the latter as the main event.