Alright I’ll address the elephant in the room. I’ve fallen behind on my 31 days of Madeleine. In walks grace.
So I go to church, not because of any legalistic or moralistic reasons, but because I am a hungry sheep who needs to be fed; and for the same reason that I wear a wedding ring: a public witness of a private commitment.
(this is my favorite Sunday morning quote… but I forgot to schedule it to post on a Sunday)
