By Cristin Cooper
An alternative faith community has been gathering at my house on Monday nights for several months now. We eat soup and bread, which for us is symbolic of breaking bread, and we have conversation that deconstructs and reconstructs our ideas of God, church, and community. A handful of the community have encouraged me to look into selling the soup we eat. So, earlier this month, I did!
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![]() By Cristin Cooper It had been a moment of mutual pastoral care between my neighbor and I. I had received a text earlier that morning asking if I could take her to the hospital for a sonogram check-up. As we drove to and fro, we asked the other about their weekend plans, grocery list items, and favorite Chick-fil-A meal combos. |
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