All Is Grace
I am never more aware of my status in the eyes of the world than at the end of each year. Christmas in Western countries is...
I am never more aware of my status in the eyes of the world than at the end of each year. Christmas in Western countries is...
Steaming mug of coffee in hand, I click join on my family’s weekly video chat. It’s Sunday morning for me, Saturday evening for them back in...
I once attended a wedding celebration in Taiwan that included a bountiful, 13-course meal. The food just kept coming—noodles, dumplings, stir-fry, soups. My cup was never empty, and I...
At the mature age of two and a half, I would choose one of my mom’s nursing school textbooks off the bookshelf and proudly begin to “read.” My mom...
There is a dark side to singleness. An ugly, evil, green dark side. Four years ago, I was preparing to move to my...
When I hear the word tension, all the negative feelings rise to the surface. I think of tense muscles, hard meetings, and walking-on-eggshells to avoid a burst. My knee-jerk...
The holidays have a way of rubbing salt in the raw wounds of my singleness. While God and I continue to have conversations around the dream...
If you are a woman completely content in your singleness, bless you, sister. Seriously, go with God and change the world right where you are, and teach us your...
Dear Single Girl: You are not lacking. Did you know that? Has anyone told you that? All those youth group sermons where you...
My left ring finger is empty. It’s not bare: a freckle marks the spot where a ring might sit. But nothing winds around it as a reminder of a...
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