Truth in Strange and Unexpected Places

Some time ago events in my life left me emotionally reeling and adrift. So on a Sunday afternoon I began to read a book I owned but had never read. Before long I was in tears. My soul had been battered and here, finally, I was finding relief.

The book that moved me that Sunday afternoon was Brené Brown’s The Gifts of Imperfection.¹ This book was written f…