Last weekend my father told me a story about a minister friend of his whose wife, as he was preparing to serve communion, motioned to him from the front pew that the zipper to his pants was unzipped. Continue reading “On Faux Pas and Grace”
Last weekend my father told me a story about a minister friend of his whose wife, as he was preparing to serve communion, motioned to him from the front pew that the zipper to his pants was unzipped. Continue reading “On Faux Pas and Grace”