Tammy Faye Bakker Messner

I wanted to write a word about the passing of Tammy Faye Bakker Messner. I also wanted to write about the power of tears, and the power of
women who weep.

Growing up a Conservative Christian kid in America, I used to view Tammy Faye on the tube regularly. In my house come Sundays, TBN was the station of the hour, every hour. Tammy Faye always seemed ecstatic. As a little girl, although I was bored out of my mind having to watch TBN, I liked Tammy Faye because she seemed incredibly loving and kind. Of course, too, she often had her signature black rivers of happy-sad tears running down her face.