Last Sunday, my husband and I were asked to pray over marriages in our congregation. The idea was perplexing. Me? The closet lunatic that I am? The woman who sometimes tears up mid-sip of her tea feeling like her plight in the world is to live like Jeremiah, lamenting societal woes, and yet still brushing…More

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