To be part of the church is to enter a complicated relationship. We want a place to belong and to feel safe. But too often, our greatest wounds have happened within the folds. Bruised and perhaps a little bitter, we wonder: Can we love God without loving his church?
Read MoreAlone, we can know Him only in part, only see the world in black and white. […] The prismatic display of His glory can only be revealed when we come together, when we choose to love and to link arms during life’s passing storms.
Read MoreI thought we were doing a good job settling into our new community—until one Friday when I found myself very alone.
Read MoreI will never lose what I learned at the table: To gather regularly. To invite people with varying opinions and stories and perspectives into my life and into my home.
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