Last Wednesday I lost my voice, it took no notice of the events lined up on the calendar. Inconvenient, definitely. Providential, surely. I thought my family might find it difficult to manage, but instead they moved quickly from attempting to interpret my sign language to simply carrying on without me.
Earlier in the week, I spoke for a group of women in Lansing. Thankfully my voice was still intact, the winter storm held off, and the women were so welcoming I was sorry to leave. To my surprise, I found many were readers of TableTalk and had read some articles I'd written. While my hope is to offer depth and spiritual encouragement, I realized I had inadvertently sparked a controversy of an entirely different sort.
This summer, amid the sanctifying chaos of road construction and contested zipper merges, I wrote Love What is True which stirred the pot of midwest opinions. One woman told me she read the article to her husband, a lawyer, to test the verity of the claims. Another woman came to my defense, citing her state trooper husband who confirmed both law and logic stood on my side. Much laughter and lots of opinions ensued. (To see Midwest Nice meet Midwest Conviction, bring up zipper merges at your next gathering.)
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