Picking Up Your Cross Means Laying Down Your Privilege
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I could feel the words getting choked out. My throat closing. My face contorting in a fruitless effort to block the tears. The pain was evident in my quivering voice, my shaking body. I had moments to regain my composure, as preaching a sermon is decidedly an inopportune time to have an emotional breakdown. I breathed heavily and tried again…
Picking Up Your Cross Means Laying Down Your Privilege
Picking Up Your Cross Means Laying Down Your…
Picking Up Your Cross Means Laying Down Your Privilege
I could feel the words getting choked out. My throat closing. My face contorting in a fruitless effort to block the tears. The pain was evident in my quivering voice, my shaking body. I had moments to regain my composure, as preaching a sermon is decidedly an inopportune time to have an emotional breakdown. I breathed heavily and tried again…