The Brave Lass

I used to have a cookbook that was peppered with quotes. My favorite one is: Cooking is like love. It should be entered into ...

A little over a month ago, I had a delightful conversation with an author, a new acquaintance (and, hopefully a friend) who mentioned one of...

To them it was not for nothing that a man went into a woman in private and uncovered her and knew ecstasy in the experience of her being. T...

Recently, I made the singularly foolish move of becoming involved in a discussion over at CBE's blog. Calumnies abound, including the Go...

Recently, I had a wonderful trip to Washington, DC where I spent a few days for my birthday. While there, I recall one moment on the subway...

I happened upon the latest post of CBE's "Scroll" blog, I think, just moments after it went up. I read it with some interest ...

Since when are we ever guaranteed the outcome of any battle we engage? Since when does Scripture or our God promise victory in this world? O...

Faithful readers of this blog will understand I feel strongly about The Dance as a metaphor for marriage. That's why I was blown away w...

Be the kind of woman that, when your feet hit the floor each morning the Devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!"

In closing his most excellent post of yesterday, Steve Hutchens writes this, "All these things are known by their fruits, not their adv...