The church must insist that the public policy and public practice of the US be measured against covenantal requirements of neighborly justice, mercy, and generosity. 

Such a society might be expected to organize is life and its resources around the shared destiny of haves and have nots.  For as far back as the tradition of Deuteronomy, the notion of "chosenness" had to do with attentiveness to needy neighbors.  If the "year of remission" in Deuteronomy 15: 1-18 is central to who Israel was as a chosen people, then even its own economy was subordinate to its obligations to its neighbors.  Likewise today, the church's challenge is to summon civil society to its best self.  Walter Brueggemann, Out of Babylon 

by excerpted from Walter Brueggemann  | 


Enough, we cannot be silent anymore. Their pain has become our pain. Their suffering ours. The mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, children, friends of those who have died because of gun violence are crying out to us. The children, the holy innocents, are crying out to us.

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by Emily Krudys  | 

A Church that Prays Facing Outward

Facing Outward

My father spent WWII in Italy, in a tank. During his first leave, he encountered an enchantress, a figure of surpassing beauty, sophistication, and mystery. My father was beguiled. If you have ever travelled in Italy, perhaps you have met her. The Italians  call her La Serenissima, the most serene one—Venice.  For a soldier who had spent his childhood on a farm in Appomattox and Sundays in a white clapboard Methodist chapel, Venice was fantastical place. His every letter to his bride from Venice ended with the promise that, someday, he would return with her and lead her through this magical city he had grown to love. But life intervened: first mine, then my sister’s, then his career, which took on a life of its own.

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Posted 1/1/2018

The departing Confederacy left two sets of monuments in Richmond.

The departing Confederacy left two sets of monuments in Richmond. One set you can see — the massive gravestones to a Lost Cause spreading stiffly and silently down the expanse of Monument Avenue. The second set you cannot see. These are the real artifacts of the Confederacy, driven underground and unacknowledged, which continue to control the lives of our citizens.

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by Rev. Ben Campbell  | 

My Husband Shot Me

In many ways, we were the last family you would expect to be torn apart by gun violence. We lived in an upscale suburban neighborhood outside of Richmond, Va.: mom, dad, 12-year-old daughter, nine-year-old son. My husband and I had been married for 21 years, went to church on Sundays and voted Republican. We were a typical American success story — until 2009, when my husband shot me.

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by Lisette Johnson  | 

Honoring the Wounded Among Us on This Holiday

This guy walked into the men’s sauna at ACAC yesterday carrying a water bottle. He held the bottle up and asked me, “Is this ok with you?” I nodded my approval, and then he poured a bottle full of eucalyptus oil over the heating unit.
When guys ask me I always say “yah, sure,” but I’m secretly worried about this whole mixing water with electricity thing. Not that I’ve ever known anyone who died in the sauna or a bathtub, but I used to hear stories about teenagers getting electrocuted when their radios fell into the bath water. Of course, that could have been parents trying to scare their kids into taking shorter showers and baths. It’s just one of those things that stuck with me, and I still don’t know how many teenagers actually met that fate.

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by Gary Nelson  |