From my seat in the balcony in the National Cathedral, I realized that the crowd I saw numbered nearly the same as the number of American soldiers who had fallen in the last four years.
No one person, and yet seemingly every person in on the planning of this event, was in charge.
As a Jewish person in this Christian peace witness, I felt affirmed and welcomed by the other participants.
The depth of my sorrow for the loss of life on all sides seems beyond expression.
I WATCHED FOR MONTHS as many of my coworkers devoted themselves to preparation for the Christian Peace Witness, including weeks of negotiation for the civil disobedience.
Though I have stood weekly at a vigil for the last five years, been in several marches, and even participated in civil disobedience, I have never had the opportunity to do direct action in an inten
I am Celeste Zappala, of the First United Methodist Church of Germantown in Philadelphia, of Military Families Speak Out, and, sadly, of Gold Star Families Speak Out, because I am the mother of a f
Rollercoaster feelings all around began with the storming weather that day. While it kept many away, for those gathered in the National Cathedral it seemed to enhance the energy of the evening.
Whenever there are billions of dollars and then billions more available to bomb Baghdad, but never enough to rebuild New Orleans, an American city, parts of which still look like a Third World coun
I was born just before the United States entered World War II, and I've been participating in peace walks and vigils since the war in Vietnam. This was one of the best organized and deeply felt.
There were dozens of people in a bleak group. It's a very specific look, one you will find only outside the Baghdad morgue.
Walking beside me was our 15-year-old son, David, and Odess Monsanje, from Zambia, who is living with us for a year.
Ambassadors. I'm a sometimes preacher, these days a Methodist holding forth among an Episcopal congregation in Detroit.
Do military recruiters disproportionately target communities of color and the poor?
Pulitzer Prize-winning writer Alice Walker talks about Katrina, bubble baths, and the art of remembering.
Our children are coming home from the front lines- and they have questions.
The rightward drift of both Catholic and Protestant churches during the past 40 years has left an enormous number of Americans with the feeling that their church doesn't speak for them.
Since the box-office success of Mel Gibson's The Passion of the Christ, there's been a lot of hoopla about the big, previously neglected "Christian audience" (and how to cash in on it).
Ending Poverty in America is an insightful and readable book that contains concise chapters by experts who describe the complex and intertwined aspects of poverty in America—includin
As if it matters noticing the migrant workers—two to a wheelbarrow of concrete—mending the walls of the richthat exclude them As if religion
Christian Aid's 2007 report "A Rich Seam: Who Benefits from Rising Commodity Prices?" indicates that mining companies that extract raw commodities—such as oil, nickel, or copper—turn th
Our church has formed a discussion group around your periodical, and our discussion on "Cry Freedom" (by David Batstone, March 2007) met with some disappointment—not in the article itself, bu
In "Big is Beautiful?" (March 2007), Marie Dennis rightly says that more must be done to help the millions of people living in poverty around the world.
As part of a global movement marking the fourth anniversary of the war in Iraq, thousands of demonstrators holding burning torches formed a peace sign at the Heroes' Square in Budapest, Hungary.
In March the Southern Central Jurisdiction of the United Methodist Church voted 10 to 4 to allow land at Southern Methodist University in Dallas to be used for the George W.
In January, the new Democratic House passed a clean minimum wage bill, but in early February the Senate tagged on $8.3 billion in tax cuts for businesses, effectively delaying final action until a
Struggling to explain God's ways to your Sunday school class? Nothing says "atonement" like sugar tinted with Red Dye No. 3.