Salt and Light

So I’m reading a book again, Captivating by Stasi Eldridge. This time, I am talking it out with a dear friend. I hate this book. Hated it the first time, too, because it convicts me. In the first chapter, it makes several statements. Here are some of them paraphrased: every woman is beautiful, every woman wants to be romanced, every woman wants to be involved in something bigger than themselves, every woman struggles with feeling like she is alone and not enough. The heart is the key to a woman, and we are all designed for relationships. For me, because of my past, I equate beauty with danger. I don’t want to be attractive, I want to be safe. Part two of this is that men are often not safe, so romance? I don’t think so. The desire to do something important to have an impact, I can relate to and agonize over. What am I doing, God? Am I leaving a legacy? Every time I could or should do better, I hear my mother’s voice in the background calling me to raise the bar, that I can do better if...