When your trauma goes to church, things can sometimes get dicey. This is a picture of me and my sweet Maltese-Poodle mix named Aspen. She's 12 years old I am a huge fan of the arts. I love to go to Orchestra Hall in Detroit to listen to the world-famous Detroit Symphony Orchestra. I feel the same about art and history museums, outdoor music festivals, or a James Taylor concert. The most intriguing, though, are plays, whether it's Showboat, My Fair Lady, or Hamilton. I say intriguing because whenever I go to a stage play or musical, it seems I bring my whole self into the experience. The same is true when I read a captivating story or a particularly meaningful movie. As I sit, taking in the characters, the set, and the story, I wonder what I might have done in the same situation. I ask myself, how would I behave, given my life experiences? The same is true on Sunday. You bring your whole self with you to church, even your trauma.