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From Phyllida's Desk

The Language of Confession

Grace Church Brooklyn Heights

How bad a year was 2020? So bad I started attending church regularly, for the first time since Sunday School. Even fifty years ago, the Episcopal Church in New York City was welcoming and liberal; going back now, during the last days of Trumpigula, was more comforting than oppressive.


Of the many changes in the liturgy since 1979, I'm most struck, as a writer and performer of spoken word, by the difference in the General Confession.  Read More 

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