I wore blue jeans to church last weekend. It wasn’t the first time. I daresay it won’t be the last. I am nothing, after all, if not a Jesus-seeking, Autumn-adoring, coffee-savoring, Superior-gazing, blue-jean wearing psalm-a-holic. And to be perfectly clear, the church Husband and I belong to has a “come as you are” mentality. When… Continue reading Dress to Impress the King