HE Sees me!

After I posted last week’s blog, I began to realize how far my focus had shifted from what was important. One of the things I strive to remember, as a single woman, is that my identity is not one who is overlooked by men, but one who is chosen by God. It is right there... Continue Reading →

The Choosy Beggar

Last week, I shared some of my observations about the church culture in America. As a single Christian woman and a writer, I feel called to tell others what I am able to see from my  perspective. Some issues I address I have seen at my current church, and some I have experienced elsewhere. I... Continue Reading →

Changing the Narrative

I remember once my grandpa telling me that he prayed for God to provide husbands for my sister and me, but only if it was in His will. Grandpa stressed the caveat. He wanted me to be aware that God’s will was the most important thing. This was a lesson that would take me years... Continue Reading →

Remembering to be Forgetful

Just over a decade ago, there was a top women’s tennis player whose serve was out of control. Early in her professional career, Elena Dementieva suffered a shoulder injury that prevented her from serving properly. After she recovered from the injury, she couldn’t get her service motion back. It seemed to be psychological as much... Continue Reading →

Building Spiritual Muscle

Lately, I have been giving a lot of thought to the generational differences I observe in those who are younger than I am. I find it is easy to criticize them because their values and culture seem different from my own. But criticism is rarely constructive or instructive. I believe that God wants me to... Continue Reading →

Stop Asking Questions!

When my alarm went off on Thursday morning, I was discouraged to realize that I felt just as unwell as I had when I had fallen asleep the night before. I hit snooze, and took a couple of Tylenol before putting my head back on the pillow. It was the third day in a row... Continue Reading →

The Freedom of Being Responsible

I spent last weekend being Daddy’s Girl. It is one of my favorite roles in life. As we were working together, my father commented on a radio ad he had heard. The point of the advertisement had been that the company could take care of household repairs so that fathers could spend their weekends with... Continue Reading →

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