A letter to pastors and churchgoers who wonder what happened to the prepandemic church they knew.
At this point we’re all into whatever is our way of being together as endemic church.
It is so tender that God would say God owes us one.
We live between variants; we also live between Advents.
My students and I are finding our way into the world again with Evagrius, Teresa of Ávila, and Howard Thurman.
With the world as they knew it gone, the characters remake the world from the resources they carry inside them.
This isn't the day we envisioned, but it is holy because God is in it.
I don’t know if this is the pandemic’s end game. I do know that new things are already being born in us.
We need to relearn a capacity to dwell in God’s presence.
We’re hungrier than ever for physicality, place, and embodiment.
I murmured my prayers, counted my breaths, and got through it.
In Teresa of Avila, I’ve found a guide on this new path.
This is a high-stakes time. Some churches need to take more creative risks than ever before.
Salvation is not a place but a way of life.