Searching for the One Whom My Soul Loves: Singlehood, Womanhood, and the Church

When I was nineteen years old, I went on spring break from my small Christian liberal arts college, cut off my wildly curly hair to a quarter inch from my head, and swore off dating forever. I was done with a capital D. Let me explain. I had dated. I had sought. I had searched. … Continue reading Searching for the One Whom My Soul Loves: Singlehood, Womanhood, and the Church