The words of Bon Jovi rang out as the kids played Guitar Hero:“Woaho living on a prayer, take my hand, we’ll make it I swear – woaho living on a prayer.” I looked at my friend of 18 years, Cynthia, and she smiled. Having just a few weeks left of life while suffering the pain …
A young man with whom I am well acquainted and I had a rather disturbing discussion. Without being too specific, let’s just say that an incident occured in which a lack of common sense resulted in a small catastrophe. I realize that individuals under the age of 25 are lacking in the frontal lobe (common …
After the morning run today, and after filling my head (and heart) with His Word, I rested near our garden pond and listened to the water cascading over the rocks into the water. Glancing back toward the house, I caught an interesting reflection in the large bay windows. The reflection of a large stand of trees …
Being originally from Montana, the rugged camp environment spoke volumes to my soul and love of the outdoors. I eagerly addressed a group of camp counselors at a well-known, highly rated Christian summer camp in “the lodge.” As I watched the group trickle in from an activity where they had climbed to the top of …
So today, I had a discussion with someone at great length about how she can’t possibly respect her husband – he needs to earn it, he hasn’t done anything worthy of it…etc. Problem is that she’s not a Christian, so I had to approach her from a different angle…she didn’t want to hear anything about …
Unbeknownst to many of us, comfortable in our American luxury, there exists a horror of nightmare proportions in the Christian realm. Across the globe, about 160,000 people will die horrific deaths each year. While we complain about the price of gasoline, our taxes and prices of food increasing, while we sit down together as families over …
Nearly as loud as the rain pelting the plastic hood of my rain slicker, I heard my heart pounding inside my chest as I walked to the truck. Not only was it raining, but I was about to attempt something I’d never done before involving a twin cab Ford F-150 and a boat trailer. My husband insisted that somewhere within my 5’5″ frame existed the capacity to manuever a trailer down the boat ramp into the water. Backwards. Nevermind the fact that I seldom drove his truck, and when I did, I drove over flower beds and curbs when rounding corners and the testosterone surge from the experience left me nearly giddy. And that’s when the sun was shining.
Late for an appointment, Jim and I sped down the freeway in the fast lane. Seeing our exit coming up, I wondered if I should mention it to him. Normally, I wouldn’t have paused, but I’d been reading a book that stated very clearly that respecting your husband meant NOT correcting his driving. I knew …
Ephesians 5:33b: And the wife shall respect her husband…
So this weekend, we are running a marriage and communication workshop at a church that’s hosting Daughters this summer. So far, I’ve received a number of questions about whether the workshop is for couples, for marrieds, for women, for singles, and been asked a number of times very specifically, “Can my husband come?” by wives …