Feb 27, 2017
Our parents are our parents. They're supposed to love us and think the best of us. Likewise, God is our Father. He's obligated to love us because of who He is. Where then can we measure our worth and desirability?
It seems common sense to turn to the world for answers . . . right?
After all, no one else is obligated to love us. If other people like us and want to hang out with us, it must be because of who we are. Not because of who they are or anything they are obligated to do. Yet, the more we pursue love in the world, the more discontent we become. We can't seem to find joy in the affection that was supposed to bring us happiness. We can't figure out what went wrong.
Feb 13, 2017
Books, films, TV shows, the media, the song playing on the radio . . . these various mediums share the recurring theme of love.
Especially as women, we are taught from an early age to covet a romantic relationship. We learn to expect our Prince Charming—or, as some prefer, the dashing knight on a black horse—to sweep us off our feet.
I like to bemoan the lack of female conversations in the media that don't mention the opposite sex. Truth be told, men don't feature prominently in my conversations with friends. When they do come up, however, so do our insecurities as single ladies, and it's heartbreaking how reliant our self-esteem has come to rest on whether the opposite sex finds us desirable.