Recently I polled my Facebook page followers to see how many believed they would make a good mentor. The majority said no. I wasn’t surprised by this. Not all that long ago, I too felt unqualified to offer much of anything to anyone.
Then I realized what a gigantic lie that is.
I pushed past the negative self-assessment and invited a young woman about 15 years my junior out for coffee. The ministry that has unfolded since has completely changed my perspective.
Fellow “big sisters,” it’s time we realize how HUNGRY young women are for meaningful relationship with us.
Please take careful note of this: Continue reading “What younger women wish older women believed”
Maybe you’ve seen the blog post in your newsfeed by now. A fellow Christian woman by the name of Lori Alexander wrote a piece on her blog titled “Men Prefer Debt-Free Virgins Without Tattoos.” (Oh boy.)
As you can imagine, the post caused a bit of a stir among us church folk and garnered more than a few impassioned comments from others.
The article caught my attention because Mrs. Alexander is writing about young single Christian women. This is the life stage to which my heart tilts fully.
I lead an interchurch Bible study group for young single women called Two Doors Down. I walk with these lovely young women through the first years of adulthood and help them grow in their faith and life skills. I answer many a question about sex, marriage, motherhood, career, submission and more. It is a joy to serve the young women in 2DD (that’s the text-message version for those keeping score). Continue reading “Young women: Don’t worry about what men prefer; worry about what GOD prefers”
To be clear upfront, this isn’t one of those posts. The kind that derides Millennials and all their Millennial-ist ways. Nope, no digs on stocking caps worn year-round or the word “savage” being applied to nouns that have nothing to do with uncontrolled violence.
This is a post that looks the other direction, square at us “old people,” and challenges us to view Millennials in a different way.
Because we need to. Badly. In the worst way. Continue reading “Hug a Millennial”