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I’m a chaplain who doesn’t always like to go to church. Truthfully, some churches make me uncomfortable.

If you are honest with yourself today, I suspect you sometimes recognize the deceptive voice of privilege. It’s the voice we use when we insist that people accept us simply because we’re a Christian, or because our family is rich, or because we speak English or because we are tall white men. Or because we are a chaplain.

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While hospice sometimes happens in a hospital, my work happens in a patient’s home. I join a team of social workers, nurses, aids and volunteers who provide comfort to people in their final six months of life.

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Have you ever been in such physical pain that it gave others a bad impression of you? If so, you’re definitely not alone in this reaction. I’ve been there, too.

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Aside from teaching me golf etiquette, my golfing friends were highlighting a tricky question we face in life when we reach a pinnacle of accomplishment. Do we toot our own horn, or do we wait, head bowed, to be showered with accolades?

Prayer should express exactly what we are thinking. If you’re mad at God, I encourage you to stand up and shake your fist at him. Tell him to his face, not behind his back. That’s right, God overhears your complaints to friends about him not taking your calls.