A Commentary by Sophia Agtarap
We live in an increasingly polarized nation. As the current administration settles in, I find myself, a 37-year-old Filipina and lifelong United Methodist, navigating a different religious and political space. It’s a space that has long existed, but is being unveiled in different ways — perhaps in spaces that were once hidden and in hushed conversations.
We are living in a time where social media dominates our interactions and relationships. Although there have been countless think pieces devoted to slamming social media for hindering our ability to connect with one another, I would argue these mediums have actually increased our ability to communicate and have helped develop spaces where education, engagement and movements for change have flourished.
The word conjures mental images: stained glass, wooden seats, an organ. It’s a church word. The space where Christians worship is called a sanctuary.
When I show up at a church building on a Sunday morning, the question I’m most ready to ask is “Where is the sanctuary?”
But being in a sanctuary is different than finding sanctuary. The challenge for today, though, is that fewer and fewer people want to know where the sanctuary is. More and more, people want to know if they can actually have sanctuary.