worship
Becoming a people together
Gordon Lathrop roots his case for in-person worship in scripture and Lutheran tradition.
by Aaron Klink
Three years after the Tree of Life attack, my community struggles to feel safe
One of our Sukkot rituals helps me think about what it means to fight against evil.
The pandemic calls for closed hymnals
Forgoing congregational singing as a spiritual discipline
Church is essential. Gathering isn’t.
As Christians, we understand the importance of in-person worship. As APNs, we know how serious COVID-19 is.
by Christie Lawrence and Monique Colbert
When media culture and celebrity culture collide
And what worship looks like when they do
How I learned to love worshiping via video call
I'm immunocompromised. My ability to attend worship has long been determined by the CDC.
When liturgy embraces difference
Rebecca Spurrier’s study of a “disabled church” and its lessons for all Christians
Why did I go to a charismatic worship service in an arena?
I feared it would last a week. Then came the moment of truth.
by Samuel Wells
Gratitude rush
Greeting people on Sunday mornings, I’m fueled by thankfulness for their presence.
Silence in the face of mystery
God is the encounter we can't control.
They sold First UMC and put up a tent in the parking lot
"It feels vulnerable to be the weird lady outside preaching sermons."
Hillary Frances interviews Mandy Sloan McDow
God's love, our bodies
Turned toward one another in worship, we experience the grace of God's gaze.
Loving the church too much to let it stay the same
A sandwich can be a subversive act.
Church is the perfect place to cry
We embrace uninitiated visitors, rowdy children, and blue jeans. Why not tears?
A child’s faith before and after Sandy Hook
Tain Gregory was new to Sandy Hook Elementary School when the mass shooting happened, but the faith that helped him respond had been a long time in the making.
Of Pokemon and angels
Why is Pokemon Go so captivating? At least partly because it re-enchants the world.
Creating versus consuming
It is extraordinary to hear a song reverberating off stonewalls and then dissipate into thin air. The soaring beauty of ephemeral art! Sometimes I find myself holding my breath as the soloist hits a high note or that incredibly awkward person tells his testimony. Do we appreciate that moment? Because many of us are conductors of that symphony, curators of beauty and we don’t realize the importance of our position.