Life in modern-day Babylon
I’ve been waiting faithfully on the Lord because He has always been faithful to me. I’m in search of my husband, a man meant for me. I’ve outgrown the “keeping it casual” or “he’s just my boyfriend” era. I’m ready for my husband. After my past experiences, I’ve come to understand the qualities I seek …
40 years ago:I wanted a husband who radiated warmth and strength. His broad shoulders would make me feel safe, his gentle smile brightening my days. He would grill in the backyard with ease, the scent of food filling the air, while the sun bounced off his skin, highlighting his love for the simple things. When …
Rain clouds have moved in, the weekend’s here, and so is the Rodeo. You can already smell the mix of sweat, dirt, bulls, and, well, some good ol’ bullshit. It’s that time when the town gathers—drinks in hand, gossip in full swing, kids mutton-busting, and everyone just staying connected. But today, I’m not feeling it. …
A new neighbor moved in across the street, and my son and I watched as they climbed out of the moving truck, stomping around their cold driveway with anger in their eyes. Their body language screamed frustration and control. It wasn’t long before I found out they didn’t want my roommate’s old, weathered Chevy parked …
The old me, before I was born again, would have been jealous. Seeing a couple eating dinner together or shopping would have made me envious. They had a closeness I didn’t have. But now, I have Christ. The old me would have been worried. Seeing someone with the same talents as me, with family and …
My Saturday brought back a lot of memories. I used to share my life with a guy, the father of my children, who ended up taking them away from me. That was a breaking point for me. For years, I struggled emotionally and felt so weak. I didn’t know how to get help. Therapy would’ve …
These days, everyone seems to have an opinion about everything, and they’re not shy about sharing it. It can get pretty tiring, especially when people argue over things that don’t matter much to me. Social media feels like a giant spittoon for negativity. People come together to share their thoughts, but when they don’t agree …
I loved her. She was a handful of trouble. She was a gift of love. Some people looked right through her like she was invisible.But I saw her, and she was beautiful. She made me laugh, and some days I just wanted to hug her. She wore me out, and some days I wanted to …