This thought kept crossing my mind during church today, all three hours, in between wanting to pull my hair out and silently disagreeing with everything everyone was saying. And, in between texts. Yes, during church. Judge me already.
This thought surprised me, and I struggled with it.
I’m struggling with it.
I don’t know how I feel about this. But I want to agree with you. And I respect you and admire you for this.
But I’m still not feeling it.
Emily, it still is only a persisting thought. Only time will tell if it turns into anything respectable or admirable. Still struggling.