Chantel 3 Minute Read Most people may never know, because I can make a brave face when I need to. But I think you should know that deep inside, I am Much-Afraid. I’m not afraid of dark nights, or big storms. I’m not afraid of being home alone or even of poverty. I am not afraid to stand my…
Danielle Carey 8 Minute Read The idea of purity – especially sexual purity – has got something of a bad rap in recent decades. Society calls it a conservative cliché. Feminists see it as a hanger-on from the days when culture was balanced heavily in the favour of men. They view purity as an unhealthy patriarchal construct designed to inhibit…
Elisabeth Allen 4 Minute Read I cried when I read these words of Jim Elliot for the first time. I thought, before, that I was the only one to feel like this… to experience the rush of wants and know the push of hurry that Jim describes so vividly…
Katie 4 Minute Read As I was reading and praying through your feedback to the recent survey here on YLCF, my heart alternately rejoiced and broke over your prayer requests and your stories. Thank you for sharing! As one single to another, I too have known what it’s like to wonder if you’ll ever find love. As you shared your…
Elisabeth Allen 5 Minute Read I met Cinderella when my parents took me and my baby sister to London. I was sure I was going to see The Queen of England. We went with another homeschool family, and their mother read me the story of Cinderella on the ride in the train. I was enchanted, though now I’m not sure…
Danielle Carey 8 Minute Read Even in perfection, being alone is hard.
Little wonder then that now, with our fallen world and every distraction conspiring to get between us and God, those of us who are alone truly feel it. Adam missed something he hadn’t ever known before. In just the same way, so can we.
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read I thought He was asking me to be single forever. And here’s the catch: I was good with that. I really was! Then I realized that He was asking me to be single for a time. And that was harder.
Elisabeth Adams 3 Minute Read I can’t keep procrastinating on trust. If I can’t trust Jesus with this unwanted, anticlimactic, homely, nubbly, little faith-tester of a circumstance (whatever it happens to be today), I won’t be ready to trust Him tomorrow with something more grandiose. Either I trust Him, or I don’t. Right here is where the rubber meets the road.
Katie 6 Minute Read Blues. Why is loneliness associated with blue? Why not red and green — the colors of the Christmas season that strikes loneliness into the heart of the most contented of singles? It’s a season of gifts, when a lot singles would rather return their ‘gift of singleness’.
Elisabeth Adams 5 Minute Read I was practicing the spiritual gift of service for years before I realized what it was. But I can tell you from experience that serving out of my own strength just doesn’t work. I over-commit. I run out of energy and enthusiasm. And sometimes I even grow resentful of those I set out to help. I must serve God, not needs. I must let Him assign the tasks.
Gretchen Louise 4 Minute Read When I was a little girl, I was afraid of the dark. I always had to have a night light in my bedroom. My young siblings are the same way, calling out every night, “Leave the hall light on and my door open!” Last fall I began reading Stormie Omartian’s book Just Enough Light for the Step I’m On, and I realized that I’m still afraid of the dark—but in a different way. I’m afraid when I can’t see ahead in my life…
Kristy Lynn 5 Minute Read “Do you have a hope chest yet, Kristy?”
“No, what’s a hope chest?”
“It’s a trunk full of things you collect to use some day when you get married,” MeMe explained.
My eyes must have sparkled… it sounded just like a treasure chest full of dreams! From that day on, I knew I was going to have a hope chest. But… what ever would I put in it?
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