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Emily Hylden

The Rev. Emily R. Hylden lives with her husband, the Rev. Jordan Hylden, and three sons in Lafayette, Louisiana, and is host of the podcast Emily Rose Meditations.

Anglican chiropractics

The overuse of technology isn't just a temptation to escape from the present.

A different sort of scholar

"My entire worldview has been shaped and transformed by my involvement at the parish near campus." A junior in college wrote this sentence about the life...

The power of prayers

The first night I prayed Compline was the day a friend's child had died. When we arrived at the prayer of St. Augustine, I felt as if it'd been written expressly for that balmy night.

What Benedict taught me about liturgy

In 2010, I adopted a two-year-old German Shepherd, and I named him Benedict. There was a man of German descent on Peter's pontifical seat,...

Raising Rory & raising Ruth: on Gilmore Girls

Stars Hollow, CT, is a school for holiness, in which the Gilmores receive a thorough education and by their graduation day leave all devotees with proud tears in their eyes.

Living water

A few weeks ago, the city of Columbia suffered a break in the water line near my house. For the next two days, I didn’t shower.

The future of the Church

The young people who comprise these choirs develop an ability (now rare) to articulate matters of faith with true conviction and confidence by praying and singing the Psalms and the great music of the Anglican tradition week in and week out and by being encouraged to think about the meaning of what they’re singing and to consider why a composer might have made the musical choices he did.

The age of too much information

Fewer and fewer places boast the community necessary for raising and sustaining people of integrity.

Why kids?

It’s a whole new level of children-should-be-not-heard — we’re moving toward children-need-not-actually-exist.

Worship as acting

“Isn’t it unnatural to do all that standing and kneeling and unfamiliar singing?” A parishioner asks as we meet for coffee one morning. “Why do we have to do all those strange things?”