If you’re a working Christian woman, you’ve probably felt the tension. I know I have. There’s a sense in many Christian circles that for women, work is just a temporary thing you do until you get married and start having babies.
Read last week’s post here or view all other New York City posts. I rose early this morning, beating the sun by a hair. Crawling out of bed, I shut off my alarm, turned on my desk lamp, and paused, sighed. 6 a.m. Day has broken. A quick trip to the bathroom, splashing water on my face, andContinue reading “NYC Week Six: Rejoining the workforce”