I Don't Want to Have the Prayer - Averitt, Karen Kuhlmann
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You know what I've heard about girls like you? Messy, bookish girls like me? Wait, what have you heard? How does an introverted, untidy pastor's daughter cope with a fastidious mother, a perpetual lack of privacy, and adults who expect her to turn the other cheek or pray on demand?Church can be hard - even for a pastor's kid. Especially for one prone to sassiness and messiness and who falls far short of holiness. With irreverent wit, Karen Kuhlmann Averitt reflects on the ridiculous and remarkable aspects of parsonage life and vividly depicts an awkward childhood punctuated by tragic clothing…mehr

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You know what I've heard about girls like you? Messy, bookish girls like me? Wait, what have you heard? How does an introverted, untidy pastor's daughter cope with a fastidious mother, a perpetual lack of privacy, and adults who expect her to turn the other cheek or pray on demand?Church can be hard - even for a pastor's kid. Especially for one prone to sassiness and messiness and who falls far short of holiness. With irreverent wit, Karen Kuhlmann Averitt reflects on the ridiculous and remarkable aspects of parsonage life and vividly depicts an awkward childhood punctuated by tragic clothing choices (she thought she slayed in that maroon corduroy vest and gaucho set), run-ins with mean Lutheran girls, and a yearning to fit in.Through poignant reflection, Karen also explores her knack for worrying, her feeble attempts to live out her faith, and her astonishment at God's incomprehensible grace.
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Karen Kuhlmann Averitt's life has been marked by expectations of perfect childhood conduct, assumptions of teenage rebellion, and unusual levels of scrutiny. Comments from church members about her grades, behavior, and even future marriage prospects were disconcerting for a girl who sometimes wished her dad was an accountant or an engineer. Any profession, really, that would have given her a shot at feeling normal and fitting in. Through poignant reflection and irreverent wit, Karen recalls a childhood punctuated by tragic clothing choices (she thought she slayed in that maroon corduroy vest and gaucho set), mean Lutheran girls, and a palpable desire to belong. She also explores her knack for worrying, her feeble attempts to live out her faith, and her astonishment at God's incomprehensible grace.