Without a doubt, Gerben Winters (his real name!) was the grouchiest, crankiest, most curmudgeonly parishioner I had in over 45 years of ministry. He was

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I grew up in a junior varsity liturgical family. I spent enough time around high church people to know the date of Orthodox Christmas (special

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We think that Paradise and Calvarie,Christ’s Crosse and Adam’s tree, stood in one place.Looke, Lord, and finde both Adams met in me;As the first Adam’s

In the sweeping narrative of Holy Week, today Jesus and his disciples celebrate the Passover meal, one last supper before Jesus is handed over to

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This is not a blog about immigration policy.  This is not a blog that will necessarily even inform or speak into deliberations on U.S. border

In a pivotal scene from the film, The Sandlot, “Ham” Porter gives the final chilling insult to the boys from the fancy baseball team: “You