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The young woman stood outside our meetinghouse staring at our sign. Neatly calligraphed and painted in carefully chosen, muted hues, it read: “Multnomah Monthly Meeting. An unprogrammed congregation of the Religious Society of Friends (Quakers).” A Friend arriving at the meetinghouse noticed that the young woman seemed perplexed.

Our meetinghouse is going through a seemingly mundane transformation. An ad hoc committee has introduced new, molded stacking chairs to…