Bad Girls Years ago, Liz Curtis Higgs wrote a series of books with tantalizing titles: "Bad Girls of the Bible," "Really Bad Girls of the Bible," and "Slightly Bad Girls of the Bible." They sold really well, undoubtedly displaying sound Biblical exegesis. Each of the books featured a cover depicting a woman's alluring, seductive gaze.... Continue Reading →
Becoming Mama’s Little Helper
Playing House The milk separator was spinning and loudly clanking in the corner of the room doing its magic: separating the rich, delicious cream from the milk. The watery substance left behind (sold in today’s market as skim milk) was tossed out to the pigs. Vickie and I were playing house. I was six or... Continue Reading →