Godly Men Aren’t Looking for Debt-Free Virgins

Clearly, I'm not the first person to address the viral article "Men Prefer Debt-Free Virgins Without Tattoos." And I won't be the last, I'm sure. My purpose in writing this article is not to top any of the other rebuttals or to fully break down the ridiculous statements Mrs Alexander has made. I could write many words exposing how she has elevated marriage to be the highest goal for a woman, completely disregarding single women. I could spend a whole blog post on her comment about the need for our husbands to explain the Bible to us, as if women don't have the capacity to understand deep theology. And I could thoroughly address her twisted view of complementarianism, her legalism and how she darkens the beauty of the gospel with it.

Clearly, I’m not the first person to address the viral article “Men Prefer Debt-Free Virgins Without Tattoos.” And I won’t be the last, I’m sure. My purpose in writing this article is not to top any of the other rebuttals or to fully break down the ridiculous statements Mrs Alexander has made. I could write […]

Beware the Draw of Laziness in the Midst of Suffering

There's a permanent indentation in my couch. The toll of first-trimester exhaustion from two pregnancies, as well as the miscarriages that ended them, has made its mark on our lives. That once new couch is just one evidence of it.

There’s a permanent indentation in my couch. The toll of first-trimester exhaustion from two pregnancies, as well as the miscarriages that ended them, has made its mark on our lives. That once new couch is just one evidence of it. It’s been there from the beginning, delivered with it’s appalling “new furniture smell” as I […]

A More Comforting Truth Than “For Your Good”

I read the email explaining the fertility paperwork and a thousand emotions bubbled up from within. “This is so overwhelming. I don’t want to do this!” I lamented and tossed my phone onto the ottoman. My husband kindly reminded me, “We don’t have to.” “We do have to! I’m not ready to stop trying, but I don’t want to do this!” Tears filled my eyes and my voice raised with every word.

I read the email explaining the fertility paperwork and a thousand emotions bubbled up from within. “This is so overwhelming. I don’t want to do this!” I lamented and tossed my phone onto the ottoman. My husband kindly reminded me, “We don’t have to.” “We do have to! I’m not ready to stop trying, but […]

Dear Lord, You Can Have This Baby

Dear Lord, I'm unsure of how to express all that I feel, but I know you see all that resides within my heart. You see my longings and my fears, my gratitude and my restlessness. Within my heart are the questions to which you alone have the answers. Will you allow our third baby to grow? How long will this baby live? Can I emotionally survive another loss, if you so choose? You know, Lord. And that has to be enough for me. Please, help my heart to rest in you—the Creator and Sustainer of life.

Dear Lord, I’m unsure of how to express all that I feel, but I know you see all that resides within my heart. You see my longings and my fears, my gratitude and my restlessness. Within my heart are the questions to which you alone have the answers. Will you allow our third baby to grow? […]

Treasure Seeker: A New Bible Study Resource for Women

I fear many women are famished for the Word of God. It's no wonder why. Many of us have been feeding on the crumbs which devotionals give rather than feasting on the Bread of life. We've been told as women that we can live off of those crumbs, and that the feast of deep truths and theology is better left for the men. But theology and an immense knowledge of the Bible is for every disciple of Christ.

Here’s the thing… I fear many women are famished for the Word of God. It’s no wonder why. Many of us have been feeding on the crumbs which devotionals give rather than feasting on the Bread of life. We’ve been told as women that we can live off of those crumbs, and that the feast of […]

Mother’s Day is the Hardest

It seems, even before the first sprout sprung from the ground, indicating spring is near, my heart had already begun to dread what follows those April showers. It's not those beautiful flowers which May typically brings. Nor is it the warmer weather I fear. It's Mother's Day. The day where churches worldwide will honor the visible Mommas, the ones whose arms are filled. All along, forgetting those whose wombs remain empty as they long for children they've either yet to receive or have lost.

It seems, even before the first sprout sprang from the ground, indicating spring is near, my heart had already begun to dread what follows April showers. It’s not those beautiful flowers which May typically brings, nor is it the warmer weather I fear. It’s Mother’s Day. The day where churches worldwide will honor the visible […]