Every Sunday at 10:40 a.m.--sometimes a few minutes later when there's a holiday, a confirmation, or a particularly fervent sermon--members of First Church's decidedly progressive flock of urban dwellers are invited to stand and share their joys and concerns: for newlyweds and newborns, for sick friends and dying relatives, for hurricane survivors and innocents caught in the crosshairs. It's surprisingly cathartic, this confessional exercise, if only because it reminds folks we're all in the same leaky rowboat....
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