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Tuesday, October 6, 2015
In Response to the Fretful Mail and E-Mail That I've Been Getting for the Past Thirty Years
For some reason, either through a kind of self-service or the sclerotic thinking for which Protestant churches are notorious, many of my colleagues, although often well-intended, tend to see the world as it existed when we were all young, idealistic clergy.