Tables of Confrontation and Reconciliation

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At the seminary, in the cafeteria, there were round tables. Right in the middle. Around the perimeter there were rectangular tables up against the windows. There was a table for the Latin@s, a whole section for …

when mama mary showed up in my garage and how i do faith now

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I I was a good Protestant until Mary, Mother of God, showed up in my garage. There’s really not a poetic way of talking about this. I am now one of those people you see on whatever …

Culture

October 01 2014

Hurt hurts

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"When I asked you how you were feeling, you said it was a high-pain day. But you looked to be having such a great time — talking, laughing, mingling with the group. So it just doesn't …

Church

September 30 2014

Frozen

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Day after day they get up in front of us and pour out their life stories, shine a spotlight on the darkest and most embarrassing bits of their past. They’re setting a precedent, of course. …

Editor Letter

September 30 2014

Recovery Room: Desire’s Siren

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Welcome to the Recovery Room, a monthly editorial series where I consider the process of coming clean from the addictions that bind. For me, it’s alcohol. For you, perhaps it’s pills, or cutting, or eating, …

Culture

September 30 2014

The Good Kind of Pain

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I woke up on Monday morning with intense pain in my upper back. “Honey,” I called to my husband before he left for work. “Do you think you could rub a little between my shoulder blades?” I …

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