On Becoming Real

On Becoming Real

Human nature is the original fake. In fact, our moral frailty is one of the sturdiest constants of history: a fascinating and discouraging thought, isn’t it? Modern advertising’s common use of words like ‘genuine,’ ‘real,’ and ‘actual’ clue us in to the fact that it’s much easier and cheaper to make something that’s not real….

Devoted to Devotions

Devoted to Devotions

When I was fifteen, I decided that I needed more consistency in my devotions. So, I resolved to spend a certain amount of time in God’s word every single day. And I mean every single. Those of you perfectionists out there can appreciate, perhaps as no one else can, just how tenacious I was in…

A Good Wife

A Good Wife

Most of us have given thought, and perhaps even have high ideals, of what makes a good wife. I know I thought about it often in the days before my marriage, for I wanted to be not only a good wife, but the best wife, by God’s grace, I could be. I did not expect…

The Garden of Marriage

I had always wanted a vegetable garden. But our first summer of marriage we were too busy getting married, honeymooning and writing thank you notes even to think of it. So I tucked some tomato and pepper plants in among the lantana and verbena in my flower garden and commenced dreaming of the enormous vegetable…

His Beauty

His Beauty

“I’m tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That’s deep enough. What do you want – an adorable pancreas?” -Jean Kerr, The Snake Has All the Lines To be quite honest, I don’t care what anyone else has to say about beauty. All that matters is that I am beautiful to my man….

Femininity

Femininity

In the 1963 Walt Disney film Summer Magic, Hayley Mills sings an adorable little song that would have ended up on the cutting room floor in this day and age—if it had even made it that far, which is doubtful. She and Deborah Walley cheerfully instruct another girl on the wiles of womanly allurement as…

Of Hope Deferred

Written by a sister in Christ in response to a survey posted on the YLCF in 2004… If you had told me at seventeen (when I first fell in love) that I would still be unmarried at twenty-seven, I would have been horrified! Now, I wouldn’t trade those exciting, surprising and difficult years for anything….

The End.

The End.