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About Ben Maddison

Ben Maddison is the rector of Holy Trinity Episcopal Church in Wenonah, NJ. Ben's a South Jersey native, with all the rights and privileges thereunto appertaining (i.e. rooting for losing sports teams.) He's married to Ashley Maddison (yes you read that correctly...we gambled on a name change and lost) and the father of two fur-children, Roxy and Rufio. When he's not viewing movies indiscriminately, he's reminiscing about his long-time, childhood, wish to be Wendy from Peter Pan (don't ask). He's interested in all the ways that culture and grace intersect.

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    I Take It Back

    I got what I asked for and I was wrong. (Isn’t that usually how it works?) Not long ago I wrote about wanting to skip church. Making every excuse I could to try to get out of it. Dreading Saturday nights before I’d have to go the next day. As “good” as I know church […]

    I Really Want to Skip Church

    I’m a Grade A, duly ordained, seminary educated, continuing-education-attending, prayerful, self-righteous, Professional Christian©. And sometimes—okay, a lot of times—I want to skip church. Time to back-peddle and tell you that it’s not all the time and that it’s usually for a good reason. But, as Maury Povich would announce to the world after I dramatically […]

    Mary Definitely Knew

    They brought the baby to our doorstep. Five days old. Directly from the hospital. One outfit. Four pre-made bottles. A handful of diapers. A package of wipes. And a packet of papers that offered no definitive judgment on the proper pronunciation of her name. “I think it’s…” the social worker said. “I’m pretty sure.” A […]

    The Weight of Masculinity, Toxic or Otherwise

    In our house, emotions were embraced. I was never told that “boys don’t cry”; it was never implied that men hide their emotions. When your dad is a professional opera-singing pastor-psychologist, and your mother a high-powered hospital executive, you get different messages than most about gender norms. As if you needed proof: my parents let […]