I started drinking after my wife died in 2017. It wasn’t a plunge to drown my sorrows, exactly. More of a slow slide. The widower buddies who helped me get through that brutal first year of loss met at a…
Every December, some South African churches convert to beer halls
Every December, scores of township churches in South Africa convert into beer pubs, underscoring the underbelly of dire alcohol abuse tearing apart the social fabric of South Africa. Township churches becoming beer taverns just for December is a common phenomenon…
‘We admitted we were powerless….’
You don’t have to get on an airplane or traverse an ocean to make discoveries. About twenty-five years ago, I began visiting church basements and other community rooms where, once or twice each week, men and women gathered to talk…
Time to wake up
I recently sat down with Ian Morgan Cron’s memoir, Jesus, My Father, the CIA, and Me. For those who aren’t familiar with Ian Morgan Cron, he is an Episcopal priest with a gift for writing, and his story is a…