Spiritual Submission and the Cost of Fragmentation   He kept his hands folded too tightly in his lap, telling me how obedient he had been to God his whole life. From the outside, it sounded impressive: decades of service, clean moral record, reputation intact. From the inside, he quietly admitted feeling like a fraud. “I know what I’m supposed to feel,” he said, “but whatever is really going on in here never seems to get a vote.” He tapped his chest once with two fingers, alm