I grew up during an interesting era of American Christianity. I lived in the southern U.S. and attended a couple of different Southern Baptist churches throughout my upbringing.* In our Vacation Bible Schools and Sunday school classes, we were taught Old Testament stories with felt boards and puppet shows, always emphasizing moralisms and character traits…
Isaiah
Letting Go of the Lie in My Right Hand
It was a hot Sunday afternoon, too hot for spring. I try to nap on Sundays after church but I can’t sleep while the sun is up, though come to think of it I can barely sleep when the sun is down, so though I put on my pajamas and lie down in my bed…