I grew up in church. I was a missionary kid.
I was a good girl. I did all the ‘right’ things.
But underneath that smile in the picture, were doubts, questions, wonderings.
I have written some about it. But this blog will be more.
And of course, I’ll share the story of how I became known in my family as “The Baptist Nun”.
Grab a snack. It’s gonna be fun, I promise.