Where Differences Go To Die

On Sunday morning when you go to church you are likely to be surrounded by people who are not like you.  They are not your age or gender or race.  They’re not from the same part of the country.  They talk funny.  They don’t eat grits.  Or do.  They don’t live like you live.  They’re obsessively clean or carelessly messy.  They’re always late.  Or early.  They shop at Saks.  Or The Salvation Army thrift store.  They drive a status symbol, the kind with a coveted badge on the hood.  Or they ride the bus.  Or walk. They don’t think like you think. … Read more…