An open letter to Matt Walsh from your sister in Christ.
I stumbled upon your blog a few years ago. I remember the exact post. It was about people judging your wife and young child at the grocery store. I remember sitting in my brand-new-to-me minivan full of the brand-new-to-me toddlers, two of them, reading that post in front of the grocery store thinking it could have been written about me. I was a fan then and there.
I loved how clearly you saw things and how un-minced your words were because, I too, see and speak things this way. I loved the truth that was dripping from every well-constructed sentence and I pumped my clenched fist at nearly every reading. I loved every cause you championed, because they were my causes. I hated everything you condemned because we had common enemies. I thought, “Finally, someone with enough balls to…
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