As a Christian living in a mostly Christian country, I’ve never really known how it feels to have one’s faith and its most cherished symbols obliterated by a colonizing force. Until I stepped inside the Hagia Sophia.
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Journalist Barbara Falconer Newhall reports from the scene – on religion and spirituality, books, writing . . . and life with a husband, a house, a nonagenarian mother, and two twenty-something kids.
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