A friend, a clergyman, found his seat on the plane. Wearing his clerical collar, the passenger next to him dove into conversation about religion. As the flight continued, my friend was held captive, subject to inquisition. When the passenger found out he was Episcopalian, it was time to check bona fides. So my friend was asked: "Have you been born again?" My friend answered: “I have been born again. And again. And again.” He made the point that renewal is something that happens repeatedly.