They set a beautiful table, amazing brunch, dessert and juices. The men folk took the kids to the park and let all us mothers, those of us who were, who will be, who have, who are sit and eat and talk and laugh. We weren't preached at by men who can't begin to understand on a sermon about a mother who rose above. We sat and laughed about our stories, about our children, about our mothers about being women. We were allowed the space and time to talk and share and eat....what an amazing gift.
That's a church that gets it.
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