Category: Religion

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Jerusalem Mayor Teddy Kollek.

The Priestly Crown

EAST JERUSALEM: On a cold, steel-grey morning last November, three West Bank Arab teenagers lunged from the shadows of an alleyway in the Muslim Quarter of the Old City and stabbed to death a Jewish Yeshiva student as he walked to religious school. The Palestinian

Porfirio Aleman, a born-again Christian.

The Christian Right Abroad

TEGUCIGALPA–Rev. Allen Danforth steps on the gas pedal and wheels the metallic blue custom van past Honduras’ National Stadium. To the right, a city of squatter slums stretches toward the horizon. On the left, “Fuera Contras!” is scrawled in red on the stadium wall. The

Many Jews argue that blacks should be especially upset by the comments of Jesse Jackson or Louis Farrakhan because they know what it is like to have groups act against them and push them to the outside.

Journey to Israel

JERUSALEM–The jogging path from the hotel ran past a street named in honor of Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. A month earlier, in January, the Israeli Parliament had held a special session commemorating King’s birthday. Leaflets had been distributed to all the schools describing, in

Boy in cathedral

The Spiritual Grid: Searching for a Seminary

WASHINGTON, D.C.–Lying in his bed in the family farmhouse those first five or six months after he left, a man I’ll call Jerry used to think about how he would commit suicide, if it came to that. He would put a shotgun in his mouth

(l to r): 1st. Row: V. Yellen, R. Gallangher, R. D'Ascenso, J. Courtwright, T. Langlois, P. Power, W. Lebeschak, T. Michaels, G. Montherway, O. Langlie; 2nd Row: R. Donnellan, R. Rink, J. Striker, G. Mischler, J. Sullivan, D. Dunn, T. Penkert, A. Pineault, A. Zuppero, E. Eber, J. O'Donnell, J. Shaffer; 3rd Row: S. Flott, J. Hughes, J. Burger, D. Wiesen, M. Campbell, H Stryker, R. Brown, P. Evans, E. Pass, B. Bailey.

Premonitions

DULUTH, Minn.–Getting in. Grammar schools were the seminary farm team in the Fifties, and sisters were the unpaid scouts. In a way getting into a seminary after eighth grade was like riding a river-all you had to do was go with the current. Usually this