Sunday morning I saw a man enter the sanctuary and take a seat in the back pew. He appeared downtrodden, ungroomed, and was wearing a trench coat. It was unclear if he was homeless or had just lived a difficult life. Somehow, looking at him, it felt so right that he should be there. He... Continue Reading →

At church this Sunday a man entered the sanctuary and sat down in the back pew. He appeared downtrodden, ungroomed and wore a trench coat. It was unclear if he was homeless or had just lived a difficult life. Somehow, looking at him, it felt so right that he should be there. He almost seemed... Continue Reading →