As a little girl, I remember watching the grownups in my hometown Episcopal church cross themselves, and feeling like there was a secret I was not yet privy to but wanted to know. Sometime in high school, I started crossing myself at will, at the “Father, Son, and Holy Spirit” mentions, but also before and [Read More...]
from
http://www.patheos.com/blogs/goodletters/2016/11/the-final-roll-call-2/
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