The Beautiful Familiarity of the Church Basement

We come home again.

To prayer. To friendship. To grace.

And perhaps this is one of the quiet miracles of the Church: Week after week, imperfect people gather together and somehow become a community where weary souls can rest.

Changing the World… One Slightly Misplaced Folding Chair at a Time

“Go into all the world” does not necessarily mean beginning with the entire world.

It may begin with the room we are in.