The Long Walk

  • Mo Bed

    Every morning at Taizé, the brothers offer communion. I was there on pilgrimage — a group of Arkansas pastors, all of us carrying years of ministry and, if we’re honest, years of accumulated certainty about how things are supposed to work. Taizé undid that quietly. The chanting. The long silences. The way a few thousand…

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  • First, Know That You Are Loved

    I am sitting on the deck in the morning, with a stillness here that feels familiar in a different way than it did before I left. As I sit here, I realize that the feeling I have right now—this quiet sense of appreciation for where I am, for this space, for this moment—feels very similar…

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