The Yada Yads got tight in the past year, but they're about to learn the real meaning of togetherness.
We'd done it: we'd taken a mismatched, diverse group of women and cobbled together a prayer group that really worked for all of us. Now that spring was here, we were celebrating our one-year anniversary--and a wedding, an early parole and two baptisms in the lake! Everything was feeling pretty great.
But it's when we're in our comfort zone that we're most likely to let our guard down. Without warning, lots of little things seemed to become big problems. With a white supremacy hate group targeting a local university, our very diversity almost became a liability. It took a vicious attack on Nony's husband to make us see that we had to get tough--and fight back together.
Oh, there are still plenty of loose ends flapping in our faces; there always will be! But now those verses about the different parts of the Body needing each other--Paul's letter to the Corinthians, I think--really mean something to the Yada Yada prayer warriors.