How did the first person to read the Bible feel before opening its cover? Were they intimidated, holding what has been famously advertised as a second-hand account of the literal creation of the universe?
If so, I get it; I felt the same fear of God staring down the expansive discography of Madonna.
For years I put this off, knowing the day I pressed play on the first song off the first album would be arguably more important than my hypothetical wedding day, or the hypothetical birth of the child I’ll never have. Here’s the thing:Read More »