How To Love a Guy in 10 Ways

While it happened long, long ago in Twitter years, once upon a time there was a Gillette advertisement that tried to characterize toxic masculinity and encourage PC manhood. While it generated a lot of incendiary cultural dialogue, from a marketing perspective, I think it’s safe to say the ad backfired. Many men were offended that it seemed to insinuate that …

It’s Finally Here! Jennifer’s Podcast

For probably a year I’ve been planning and hoping to start a podcast. Limited time and tech knowledge delayed me, but I’ve finally managed to figure it out (thank you James and Alex!). It should appear on Apple Podcasts, Overcast, Pocket Casts, Spotify, and more within the next two days (so, on or by August 18). CLICK HERE TO SUBSCRIBE A …

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2 Lies that Enable Abuse in the Church

My mom knew that my dad was a pervert with a violent temper who never apologized for anything. She thought that if she submitted to him and was a good Christian wife, he would eventually become a good Christian man, repent of his sin, and love her. Her background included catholic, charismatic, and reformed doctrines, and there was a copy …

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Joy With A Backdrop Of Sorrow

I’m about to be super transparent. I don’t know why I feel the need to put that disclaimer at the beginning of this post, but there it is. The following isn’t sugar coated, it isn’t pretty, and it isn’t fun. But it’s real. And if I feel this way, other people must as well, so maybe my sharing this will help …

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Father’s Day For The Fatherless: Let This Bring You JOY!

I was about 11 years old when I realized that my dad didn’t love me. I remember praying and telling God, “You need to be my Father. You need to be my dad. If I don’t have a dad, I’m going to have a lot of problems when I turn into a teenager.” I still had a lot of problems …

Dear Dad I Never Had: I Miss You. I Love You. Happy Father’s Day.

Dear Dad I Never Had, As you know, we have never met. It’s not because I didn’t have a dad. I did. I had a biological father, but he didn’t love me. So, he wasn’t really a real dad, was he? But you were. I imagined you. I missed you. I still miss you … every day.