We packed quickly as the crowds pressed in. Hauling the bags back to the Welcome Center, up the dusty paths, through the masses, was even harder than when we arrived. My aunt— who had not only kept pace with me throughout the week but often outshone me in resilience and stamina— finally broke down, disappointedContinue reading “Au Revoir, Taize”
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Pentecost meet Woodstock
“When the day of Pentecost came, all the believers were gathered together in on place. Suddenly there was a noise from the sky which sounded like a strong wind blowing, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. They they saw what looked like tongues of fire which spread out and touched eachContinue reading “Pentecost meet Woodstock”
Forever and ever, amen.
If ever I doubted I was far from America, Saturday’s night’s service of light would have made it abundantly clear. As we entered the sanctuary, we were given a tall, thin, white candle. At the midpoint of the service, I was suddenly aware that young children— as young as four, and others, including a 10-yearContinue reading “Forever and ever, amen.”
Communication vs. chatter
I chose for my final 5:45 workshop the theme of Social Networking: Opportunity or Dependency and found myself once again surrounded by twenty-somethings. The Brother who led was delightful and engaging and made so many thoughtful points and with absolutely no judgement that I, and the young people, were utterly enthralled. He even had aContinue reading “Communication vs. chatter”
A Dixie cup of your finest merlot, please
With no discussion or plan, each of us — me, Alistair, Michael, Rasmus, and Hele— ended up down at the Oyak in the late afternoon where, for pennies a serving, you could enjoy a three ounce paper cup of wine. Just one. “But we’re adults,” I said to the young man behind the counter. “We’reContinue reading “A Dixie cup of your finest merlot, please”
Heather Choate Davis 