An Adulterous Heart

I have to confess that I am in the middle of reading The Hunger Games books. It has been a while since I have read any fiction, and I am beginning to think that it isn’t good for me. The problem is that even a little bit of romance can stir up longings within me.... Continue Reading →

Skipping the Appetizers

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 →

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