Lauren Harper 
As I cry my tears and wipe my puffy eyes while sipping wine in my king-size bed, it’s a good thing I worship a God that doesn’t compare my sufferings or wants to the family down the street or the person living in impoverished China. I’d be in real trouble.
There was a ton of…..religion going on. I found myself fascinated by this, as the importance of religious practice is not emphasized in my experience of most Protestant faith groups.
I know myself well enough to be thoughtful when selecting the type of plants I grow, choosing varieties that can put up with a less-than-perfect caretaker.
It feels like an invisible beast lurking around and whispering words of doubt, fear, confusion, and even despair.