Gretchen Louise 3 Minute Read Medical Fiction is not exactly the genre to be reading when you’re pregnant. I found that out last summer. I didn’t even know the genre existed until I found the books by Sandra Glahn and Dr. William Cutrer. Actually, to be more proper, the Library of Congress catalog states the subject as “Medical students—Fiction” in…
Gretchen Louise 2 Minute Read We’ve been talking about books all month. New releases. Old favorites. Kindle downloads. Decorating with books. Books, books, and more books. And then, we let you take a peek into our homes at some of our very own bookshelves. Now, we want to see your bookshelves! Empty Shelves Jessicas Bookshelves Natalies Family Collection Loras shelves…
Gretchen Louise 1 minute So we know we’re supposed to Start Here and “do hard things right where we are.” But want to know more about Do(ing) Hard Things? Counterculture. Rising above the norm. It started as a teenage rebellion against low expectations. And now there are thousands of teens being “rebelutionaries” who do hard things. In the spirit…
Gretchen Louise 3 Minute Read I thought it would be just another great book for teenagers by those Harris boys. I planned to read it and review it. Just like I read and reviewed Do Hard Things. But it wouldn’t really apply to me, of course. I read Start Here: Doing Hard Things Right Where You Are. And I was…
Gretchen Louise 3 Minute Read In the evening hours of the past few months I’ve been transported to a faraway island: my husband has been reading aloud Daniel DeFoe’s Robinson Crusoe. You’re probably familiar with the story: Crusoe is the lone survivor of a shipwreck. He manages to survive with the fruit of the island upon which he lands, and…
Gretchen Louise 3 Minute Read A girl never outgrows the need for her mother. That fact came home to me two months into my marriage. My husband was lying on a hospital bed in front of me, broken, burnt, and bruised after a welding explosion which could have so easily claimed his life. In his over-medicated state, he kept forgetting…
Gretchen Louise 4 Minute Read Are you dancing through life choosing the joy of the Lord with every step? Or have the days become a drudgery of discontent? Whether you are already focusing on choosing joy or know you have a lot to learn about the practice of joyfulness, you’ll want to read Sally Clarkson’s new book. (Keep reading to…
Gretchen Louise 2 Minute Read Tell me what you read and I’ll tell you who you are is true enough, but I’d know you better if you told me what you reread. -François Mauriac The month of March is here. And we here at ylcf.org are celebrating March with a March of Books! I’m celebrating, too, because our remodel is…
Gretchen Louise 1 minute Have you read any good books lately? If not, you’d better hit the local library or visit Paperback Swap, or because we’re planning a “March of Books” for the month of March. Not only do we have at least a half dozen book reviews and two double book giveaways coming here on ylcf.org, but we’re…
Gretchen Louise 2 Minute Read originally written February 2007 As I sit here planning a candlelight Valentine’s dinner with my love, I think back on the conversation I had a few days ago with my single sister-in-law. Her Bible school class on marriage has given her a lot to think about. I couldn’t tell her the teacher was wrong. I…
Gretchen Louise 1 minute Last fall, a reader named Amanda asked me some fun and thought-provoking questions for an interview. The one that really gave me pause was this: “What is the best advice you have ever received?” Not just the best advice I’d read, or the best advice I’d given, but the best advice I’d received. A lot…
Gretchen Louise 5 Minute Read My cousins called me the “Pintship Preacher.” At the ripe old age of thirteen, I was an absolute believer in courtship. The only problem was (in retrospect), believing in courtship presents a slight problem when you aren’t exactly of courting age. I soon learned to term it “waiting instead of dating”. But that really raised the eyebrows of the people who already doubted I’d find a husband in our small town. I told them God knew who my husband was and I was waiting on Him to bring us together.
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