Recently, a song came to mind that I sang in Sunday School when I was a child. At the time I didn’t know that the song, “His Banner Over Me is Love,” came from Song of Solomon. I learned this reading that book of the Bible as an adult. I think this song popped into... Continue Reading →
Over the years, I’ve given a lot of thought to what it means for me to “delight [myself] in the LORD.” I’ve had an uncomfortable relationship with Psalm 37:4 because people like to quote that verse to singles. It feels like an accusation: You don’t have a husband because you are not delighting in the... Continue Reading →
I was barely eighteen when a man told me that I was the kind of woman who a man would work seven years for, and then another seven years, like Jacob did for Rachel. It was flattering, and at that young age, I wasn’t too bothered that it was followed by a but. It is... Continue Reading →
I don’t suppose there is a greater compliment in this life than being sought after by someone of the opposite sex. Isn’t that the heart of real romance, being sought? Hollywood wants to make romance equivalent to lust. Being desired in that way may be flattering, at times, but it is no compliment to the... Continue Reading →
My sisters would probably say that I earned the title, “Daddy’s Girl” when I went off to the Coast Guard Academy after high school. Or perhaps it was before that, when I was the only one of the three of us with an affinity for shooting a rifle. But I didn’t start to identify myself... Continue Reading →
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