I went to bed with a raging headache last night and woke up with it this morning. There are worse ways to start a Monday. In days gone by it could've been a hangover headache and it's not so there you go. Perspective is a beautiful thing. So is headache medicine.
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Just read you previous entry, but will comment here. Your remarks concerning the women's heads being covered in church took me back to old-time holiness in the 70s. A woman's hair was her "glory" and she wasn't allowed to cut it. She wasn't, in fact, allowed to do a lot of things. Men had their own set of restrictions, too; but the women caught the harder side of things for sure. Yet, like you, the wife and I look back and do not regret those days. In truth, if their doctrinal bylaws were stretched a little too tight, it is also a fact that the Spirit met us in awesome anointings that one seldom finds anymore within a congregational setting.....
Women definitely were restricted in ways that had nothing to do with the Spirit. Still happens, too. I don't regret the experience but wouldn't volunteer to go back to that time and place in my journey, either.
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