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The other day I saw a bumper sticker that said, “Thank God My Mother Chose Life!” That immediately made me think of my own dear mother. When she was 44 years old she became pregnant with me. Already having four boys, she had always wanted a girl as well. My mother said she always knew she would have a girl someday.
“And the beauty of a woman, with passing years only grows!”
―Audrey Hepburn
Wanting to be helpful to others is a wonderful characteristic. When God created the first woman, He designed her to be a “helper” (Genesis 2:18). But, being a profitable helper takes some humility, insight, communication, and wisdom.
A country song tells the story of a young man asking his grandfather about some old photographs. The grandfather explains to his grandson the stories of the photographs; surviving the Great Depression, going to war and finally marrying the woman he loved. A line from the song goes, “A picture’s worth a thousand words, but you can’t see what those shades of gray...
One day the ladies in our church group decided to get together for a luncheon, and to make it special I made invitations and designed a theme for the gathering just for fun. I have always worked with children, and am doing so now, and after raising four children of my own we have always enjoyed a variety of children’s picture books. One of my favorites was the...
As Christian women today, where do we look for our examples and inspirations? Certainly, there can be no better source for such guidance than our Bible. Consider, with me, the example of one remarkable Christian woman whose actions spoke louder than her words.
Once my sisters and I were visiting our parents with our families, pooling all of their grandchildren together, ages 18 months to six years. At the time, that made for seven children in all: six boys and only one girl, my niece Kyrstin. As all seven played, the six boys were teaming up, pretending to fight off some terrible, imaginary monster.
I was a child growing up during the war when our county in the southeastern corner of England, only 21 miles from France, became known as “bomb alley.” The first German raid on London took place around 4:00 p.m. on September 7, 1940. The German Luftwaffe made a blitzkrieg attack, sending 348 bombers escorted by 617 fighters over the Channel from France. London’s...
The enormous billboard loomed above me as I sat in late-afternoon city traffic. It featured a scantily-clad woman with dark red lipstick and air-brushed-to-perfection curves. I stared at it transfixed. I’m sure she was meant to be selling some sort of perfume or lingerie. It’s hard to remember because what she was really selling was far more destructive. I...
Our Western society has become very confused about something very basic—the male and female genders. It has become fashionable to believe that children are not really born either male or female, but that they should “choose” whether to be male or female. It seems the world has gone mad and thrown out thousands of years of basic knowledge about men, women, and...