{part 1 of 4} Cliché’s Unmarried’s Hear: You Deserve God’s Best For You

by erika haveman

Recently a boy liked me.

Shocking! Right? Right. He was genuine, caring, hard working, good with money, didn’t consider getting drunk as a good Friday night plan. He supported my faith and the speaking ministry I was busy leading and travelling to in order to fulfill opportunity after opportunity. He was great. I could always count on a “good morning” and a “good night.” It felt nice to not only be thought of on a daily basis but also engaged with by another human being. I liked him, and I knew it.

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One Too Many Catcalls

by erika haveman

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My life for as long as I can remember has been a series of “in between”.  Presently my “in between” sees me washing freshly picked produce before organizing it into boxes or baskets or bags before selling them to whoever it is that desires fresh food.   It can often be demanding and the hours are long, but I love it.  I’m outside every day, I get to be creative in setting up every day, and it’s always a joy to see a familiar face and exactly what they’re stopping for at the vegetable stand.  The farmer I work for has two market stands – one located at her farm and the other a short distance away at a busy country intersection that links several country towns to the “city”.  I’ll work at both locations throughout a normal week, and though I do love being at the high volume traffic stop, there’s one thing that doesn’t irk me so much as intrigue me.

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Nobody does a VIRGIN

The words were splayed across her bare back, taunting girls that their virginity is something to be less than valued.  As if nobody will accept and by extension love a girl if she hasn’t had sex before.  That girls who weren’t willing to bare it all, just to be “did”, were girls that were a little less than human, hardly woman at all; girls unwilling to “put out” aren’t worth anybody’s time, and if a girl isn’t worth anybody’s time clearly they aren’t worth anything at all. Nobody does a virgin.  The injustice of this statement and all of its devastating implications welled up to something close to anger inside of me – and as such things often do, I was inspired to write about it. Continue reading “Nobody does a VIRGIN”