Are all the great guys taken? Are there really no amazing single women left? Could it be that the problem is that our perceptions are shaped by our confidence?
The English language has a problem. We only have one word for “love”. You could say “I love my son. I love pizza. I love my Country. I love my wife. I love God. God loves me.” Each of these sentences are grammatically valid uses of the word “love” and yet convey entirely different concepts. This confusion of language can become a confusion of thought for English speakers.
I am looking for a few good nerds to help me with the massive research task for Courtship in Crisis.
I remember sitting in the back of a basketball gym, listening to the guest preacher rail against the evil and power of sin. He told us that if we lost our purity, we were like tape that had lost its stickiness or gum that had lost its flavor. He didn’t give us a rose to pass from person to person, but he…