The moral arc of the universe bends towards justice when we get a little disruptive – when we cause some holy trouble – when we reverse our spiritual amnesia and remember that our essential interconnectedness compels us to act courageously and love outrageously.

The idea of a dying church might be more aptly described as the realization that we who are a part of leading it are coming to terms with how little control we have over it; and the further learning that the degree to which we lean into one another, into the Spirit, into the rich and fertile soil of our personal and communal intersectional bonds, the more we will be paying attention to the new thing that emerges.