Once, men turned their thinking over to machines in the hope that this would set them free. But that only permitted other men with machines to enslave them.

The bluegrass community... can be very strict. I didn&#39;t know if I&#39;d be welcomed into the bluegrass community or not, but I think they judge you very fairly... I felt really welcome.

I had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.

God doesn’t need you to be your husband’s critic, his conscience, or his mother. Neither does he need you to sit down, fold your arms, and say, “Okay, that’s it. I’m not going to do what I’m supposed to do until my husband starts doing what he’s supposed to do.

Written By Tony Evans

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