A Long January
For a very long time, I viewed church as the most sacred place. In the gathering of saints, the preaching of the Word, the collective singing of the body, God was near, present, moving. Growing up, the sacred and secular were segregated: we had Christian music, movies, bookstores, even a fast-food chain that was closed on Sundays. In the commodification…
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