I simply argue that the cross be raised again at the center of the market place as well as on the steeple of the church. I am recovering that claim that Jesus was not crucified in a cathedral between two candles, but on a cross between two thieves, on the town garbage heap, at a crossroad so cosmopolitan they had to write his title in Hebrew, Latin, and Greek. At the kind of place where cynics talk smut, thieves cruse, and soldiers gamble. Because that is what he died about. And that is where churchmen ought to be, and what churchmen should be about.

-Ian Thomas-