I used to concern myself with looking and feeling squeaky clean because I was Christian.
I’d look at Christians with tattoos that cussed, with confusion.
I understand them a little better now.
I can’t be so concerned with cleanliness that I’m completely unapproachable. And keeping that facade intact is so exhausting…
If people look at me and see a perfect little Christian girl, how can we ever get to a point where we’re honest with each other and able to talk about the things that matter?