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“This may be the real reason many of us fear silence in church—because anyone sitting near us may hear the hissing, rumbling, wheezing sounds of a living human being, which do not match up with the attractive countenances that we work so hard to present to one another.”

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Book:Leaving Church: A Memoir of Faith
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Leaving Church: A Memoir of Faith

This memoir delves into the author's journey of leaving the church, examining the emotional and spiritual challenges encountered during the process. more

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Barbara Brown Taylor
Barbara Brown Taylor

Barbara Brown Taylor, born on September 21, 1951, is an American priest with a profound understanding of theology. She has served as a pastor in several churches and is known for her unique preaching style and insightful views on religious life. more

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