This post is only for failures. It’s only for those who have crashed and burned so badly, you think you might never recover. It’s for those who have feared their actions are too terrible and too dark to deserve forgiveness and redemption. Have you ever had those silent talks with God? The ones where you…
Dear sister, I have thought about you for weeks. I wanted to write this letter a while ago, but I was afraid. I am certain that since millions of babies have been aborted, that means millions of women are walking around hurting. I knew this letter had to be written with tenderness and concern. I…
When I was engaged and newly married, I heard the classic “just wait . . .” statements a lot. “Just wait until you see what it’s really like to be married.” “Just wait until the honeymoon stage ends.” “Just wait until you have kids.” “Just wait until you get sick of each other.” It was…
After my mom’s recent post on diffusing a fight, I got to thinking about things I’ve learned from our arguments over the past few years. Both Kyle and I tend to get grumpiest when we’re stressed. That’s generally when small things appear big, we make a big deal out of things that aren’t, and arguments are…
Dear Irritated Wife, If pretty much everything your husband does irritates you, this letter is for you. Remember when you were first in love with him and he made you smile nonstop? His jokes were hilarious and the sound of his voice made you melt. You could barely stand to be away from him and…
Dear husbands, Do you feel spent? Are you reminded daily of all the things your wife wants from you? Do you sometimes want to give up because nothing you do is good enough? Maybe you struggle with anger and your temper gets the best of you. If so, then you aren’t alone. You might think you…
Midlife is a strange place to be. It is sort of like being at two parties at once. Do I want to go dance to loud music and hit a piñata filled with candy, or do I want to go sip wine over candlelight while a classical guitarist serenades me? Am I craving adventure, or…
Why does it feel so good to be right? Scott and I aren’t exactly passive people. We are expert arguers. Ask anyone who has spent time with us. It’s like our very own debate club that nobody wants to be a part of. I tell myself that we’re just outgoing and vocal, but really we…
If you’re a Christian and have been on Facebook for more than three seconds over the past few days, you’ve read about Mark Driscoll. He is facing a mountain of accusations. I cannot imagine what he is feeling. True or not, this mob mentality is damaging and wrong. “And whenever you stand praying, forgive, if…
I know exactly where most of my husband’s wounds are—his most sensitive insecurities. I don’t know where all of them are rooted, and some of them don’t even make sense, but I know about them nonetheless. I remember when I really figured this out—the hard way, of course. Responses were flying back and forth, not…