But right as you’re easing into that peace, right as you’re vibing with someone who knows how to text back without a prayer circle involved here they come.

Discernment in Social Spaces. The Wrong Room, the Right Lesson I think I’ve finally figured something out about myself. Or at least I’ve gotten close enough to the truth to stop arguing with it. Sometimes I put myself in rooms for the wrong reason. Not wrong like bad. Wrong like misfiled. Wrong like wearing church shoes to the beach and wondering why the sand feels disrespectful. I go into spaces thinking I want connection, when really what I want is access. Access to how people think. How...