I can still hear it. "I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan..." If you grew up in the seventies, you know exactly what I'm talking about. That perfume commercial told an entire generation of women that we could do it all. Have it all. Be it all. And we believed... Continue Reading →
He saw the crowd. He saw you.
I have a confession to make. I was a Christian women's speaker groupie. There. I said it. Two of my closest friends and I used to love going to big women's events together. Driving distance, four hours away, two-day conferences. It didn't much matter. We'd sit in those arenas with thousands of other women, soak... Continue Reading →
The Upside-Down Path to Joy
I sat at my kitchen table with my Bible open, a cup of coffee going cold beside me, and a women's retreat to prepare. The Beatitudes. Easy enough, I thought. I'd taught these before. Studied them. I basically had this one in the bag. And then I read them again. Something shifted quietly, the way... Continue Reading →
