Sensing the Spirit amid the Question of Community

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By Amy Carr

At a recent oblate meeting, one man observed ruefully, “I don’t know who my community is anymore!”

Perhaps he wonders this because it is hard to draw sharp lines around particular communities. At least for me, this observation has become as steady as the soundscape of cicadas in an Illinois summer: that this world is one, across all the places and friendships and family ties in which I have invested. Continue Reading