Meandering Thoughts of a Psychologist

It's been 1 year, and Matt and I still struggle to find a church in the South. Our churches in Baltimore - both Old Otterbein Methodist and St. Thomas Episcopal felt like a better fit...This issue is complicated by the fact that we now have 3 small children (and wrecking ball pitches a crazy fit every time we drop her off in the nursery). We like a Methodist church in Johns Creek, but it's not super close, the service is early, and the daycare provider cringes every time she sees Maggie coming :/ So, I've resorted to going to the Mega church (Gwinnett Church) Matt refuses to attend (he hates the band and music and prefers a traditional church...good luck finding a traditional, liberal church in the South. It's right down the street, has a 4:30 p.m. service and Hadleigh likes it. I don't love Andy Stanley's repetitive delivery so much...but I have great respect for his message and the fact that he didn't take the easy route of taking over his dad's South...

 Don't ever listen to "Shut up and focus on the good" or believe that "a piece of paper (or a title) make someone else worth more than you." I'm so thankful for my graduate education that intellectually informed me about social justice and the Baltimore experience that opened my eyes to real injustice. Thanks to my Northern friends that helped this polite, respectful Southern girl understand that peacemaking and blind adherence to authority may not be the female voice I want t o have in this world. I lived in Athens and mentored at Alps elementary and took classes on diversity...I didn't get it. I learned a little more at GA state in Atlanta when I interned at Radloff middle (a predominately minority school)...I didn't get it. I transcribed countless hours of social justice interviews as a research assistant in Buffalo...I didn't get it. I had countless conversations with other academics who challenged me on my white privilege...I didn...