Last night we attended a little theatrical performance, sixteen shortshort plays tossed together like a good salad maybe, all of them having something, more or less, to do with faith and its practice. I'd say that faith was the dressing maybe, but it wasn't--faith didn't simply spice up the greens; faith was the greens. Punctuating the four acts of the performance were four testimonies, offered by the cast. Four times, individuals stepped to the front of the house, removed their…
Greg ScheerMarch 16, 2008