Internal Pilgrimage
In March of this year, I put my hand down on a pane of glass that covers the stone where Jesus is alleged to have been born. It was a curious experience that requires some explaining (maybe some forgiveness.) I went with a few of you as a pilgrim to Bethlehem to the Church of the Nativity. It’s the oldest site for continuous worship for Christians in the world. It’s a somewhat hectic place, and Read more…






