People have been inviting me to church for ten plus years. Friends. Clients. My grandmother. My own girls have gone without me. And it isn't that I don't know the place. My papa was a preacher. My uncle was a preacher. My godmother is a priest. I'm no stranger to the word of God. I never went anyway, and it wasn't because I didn't want to. I wanted to walk in when I could actually fully receive it. On my own terms. This morning I went alone, to the church my grandmother took