Church + Me these days and Glittering Images Book Club

Why is it so hard to just say, "I'm sorry. I got it wrong."

Yesterday, as I left an appointment, the thunder cracked above me and the lightning ripped through the gray sky, and I shielded myself from the downpour with a grocery bag held atop my head. This morning I woke up late and looked out the window. A low layer of fog rested on the river and the banks were swollen high, higher than I’ve seen it all summer. …