When We Can Touch Again

I’ll be honest, I had a hard time titling this piece. (My first for Misfits. Greetings?) Each iteration of a title involving “touch” towed the line between sounding perverse, or like the title to a 90s R&B bop. You can see I went with the latter. But the awkwardness is…

A Theology of Kindness

I read another defense of rude Christians the other day and only just resisted the urge to pull my hair out. Or scream text a reply. Cringing, I patted myself on the back for my forbearance, and came away asking a question fundamental to the practice of our faith. Why…

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