I shared in my last post about my love for Sarah Bessey's Jesus Feminist. I get lost in how she weaves Biblical truth with personal narrative, how she feeds new life into stories I've skimmed before and gently questions social norms with the full, warm embrace of a crunchy granola mother hen. This far-off sister has impacted me greatly, so it's only fitting that the analogy in her book that compels me most is one of spiritual mamas and midwives.