(Think of me still learning how to be a pastor’s wife and be myself.) One Sunday, the class teacher, a brusque and no-nonsense “I’m in charge” kind of a guy finished our lesson. With no ...

At one point in late March of that year, one of my friends posted, “This is the Lent-iest Lent I have ever Lented.” Of course, as with Christmas or Easter, the most epic season of Lent ever lived was ...