Got a story for you. I’m at my in-laws’ fiftieth wedding anniversary bash. At this point, I had been a Christian for about a decade and I had come back home for the party. Out of nowhere, this vaguely familiar woman comes toward me. One of those ingrafted members of the family tree whom I had met briefly at my own wedding years ago when I definitely was NOT a Christian. Hadn’t seen her since and she must have somehow gotten the word that I had found Jesus. So, she approaches me, says “hello” and immediately launches into this: “How can you be part of a religion that’s so degrading toward women.” Her face told me everything. She was hungry for God but wanted no part of religion or the church. She was hurt, she was angry, and she really DID want to know why in the world I wanted any part of that. Maybe you do too. Take a listen!

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