I smelled, and I knew it. I hadn’t showered in days. I didn’t dare. He’d yell at me for disobeying. He’d call me names. He’d accuse me of trying to get other men. I showered when he said I could shower. I wore makeup when he said I could wear make up. I brushed my hair when he said I could brush my hair. I wore the outfits that he assigned to me everyday. And I shaved my legs when... Read more
It’s 1:11 pm on a Sunday and I’m still in bed. My first thought when I looked at the time was, “Hey, I’m ‘lazin’ on a Sunday afternoon!’ My life is like a Queen song!” My second thought was a little bit of forced guilt for “sleeping through” church. I say “sleeping through” in quotes because, let’s be honest, I didn’t set an alarm. And I say “forced guilt” because every time I realize that I’ve missed church, my knee-jerk... Read more
I don’t have a new post for today, but I just wanted to wish you all a Happy Women’s Equality Day! Here are a few older posts by me on the topic of women’s equality: I have a sex drive! You have a sex drive! We all have sex drives! My anatomy says I’m a woman, but society isn’t so sure Crippling lies and “tennis shoes” of truth An egalitarian submits Relationships, gender, and cacophonous music And here are a few... Read more
I feel that I write about some serious and important topics on this blog. I must admit that some of the issues that I talk about are tough to tackle. But I’ve been avoiding one particularly important topic. I just haven’t been able to work up the courage to write about it yet, even though it’s something that is absolutely necessary for us to talk about. But now is the time. I can’t put it off any longer. This needs to be addressed.... Read more
You know what will drive you absolutely bonkers? Trying to find God’s will for your life. Or maybe it’s just me. Maybe your Bible has a built in GPS with a direct line to heaven that tells you, in a creepy robotic voice,”Turn right in 300 feet.” “Go to Grace College in 2 months.” “Marry Dave now.” But I know mine doesn’t. I grew up hearing sermon after sermon, reading book after book, about finding God’s will for my life.... Read more
Apparently, money CAN buy happiness. It costs $1.91. My boyfriend and I were perusing through a local thrift store when we came across an old board game called “Happiness.” Did we buy it? Well, friends, are tribbles trouble? Of course we bought it! What better way to spend the evening than playing a board game called “Happiness?” So, we brought it home and played it. And I lost. The object of the game was this: collect the keys to happiness and... Read more
I wish they made ex-lax for your brain because I have writer’s block. Yup. I’ve been trying to write something for days and…nothing. I’ve got nothing. So, I’m going to write about my failure to write, and what I’m doing about it. We’ll see within the next few days whether or not my efforts pay off. If you see another blog post by me, that means they’ve worked and maybe they’ll work for you too! I’m reading Rob Bell: Say... Read more
Helmet? Check. Mouth guard? Check. Boxing gear? Check. Okay, I think I’m ready to tackle this issue again. If you’re a blogger and you want to say anything about gender roles, you better prepare yourself for a “whole lot of ugly coming at you from a never-ending train of stupid.” Anyone who challenges traditional gender roles is going to get sandwiched with opposition. And anyone who defends traditional gender roles is going to find himself/herself in a similar BLT of... Read more
I think I’m finally at the age where I can look back and say, “Yeah, my parents were pretty damn awesome.” I’m starting to realize it more each time I visit home (it probably helps that I don’t actually live with them anymore!). My parents have attended Independent Fundamental Baptist churches their whole lives, and I attended with them until college. I’ve seen IFB churches at their best, and, unfortunately, I’ve seen them at their worst (if you’re not familiar with the... Read more
I’m not sure what the official rules on labeling a woman a “slut” are. But let me give you a few examples of people who have “earned” the term: I know of a girl who fell in love with a boy, gave him her virginity after dating for several years, and got pregnant. Even though she had never slept with anyone else (and is now happily married to that same boy), she was labeled a slut the entire time she... Read more
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