A friend recently recommended a book to me by Rachel Held Evans called Searching for Sunday. Evans, a wife, mother, and author, passed away just a few years ago at 37 years old, so reading the book has been very difficult for me, especially as a husband, father, and author close to the same age. It is hard to read some parts without a tear in my eye, and I can only imagine it will get more difficult as I continue. In his comments on the book, my friend mentioned how Evans referred to the Spirit as "her."