Hi Lisa! Thank you for visiting. Just last night when we were driving somewhere I had this CD on in the car again, and listened to the deep wisdom of that song. God bless you…. xo

Maria! What an honor for you to leave a message here! Maron’s CD is one of my all-time favorites! I can’t tell you how much I love it. I have purchased that CD so many times and given it as gifts, I’ve lost count. Your daughter has such an obvious gift, and she’s one of the few artists I’d buy a CD of without hearing it first. You are a blessed mama. Thank you for stopping by here and commenting, Maria. And to all who are reading these comments – you need to buy some Maron Gaffron music!

She writes MANY songs. But THIS song, she says, came straight to her as a gift from God, while vacationing in Colorado. She didn’t have to toil over the lyrics or melody, like she USUALLY has to. Just one night…very late…the lyrics came to her, and she wrote them out, effortlessly, line by line…by the little bit of moonlight that was streaming in thru the window (as she didn’t want to wake her husband or the family that they were staying with).

There’s more to the story, but that’s HER story to tell:)

Thank you for your kind words. I have ‘shared’ your words today on Facebook, and will share them with Maron, as well.

God bless you, and all of the ‘Housewives’ that have Jesus shining in and through them!

I have twice experienced my young son (who is only 3) see a shirtless man on a shopping bag and ask me why the man is naked. It really opened my eyes to what they are seeing and I hate how hard it is to avoid these things. Never mind the displays of women in tiny lingerie! I am afraid for them and the things they are exposed to and what it can do to them, with males being so visual.

Anyway, all that to say that you are right…it affects the boys too.

Thank you Ember and Shelley for your great comments. Have either of you ever considered writing a book? 🙂

There’s a thing I asked myself some years ago, when fretting about not being pretty enough: ‘Would Mother Teresa have looked better with a perm?’
It’s a question that has become a sort of mantra to me.
And I notice that even physically beautiful people are ugly if their faces look sulky and mean, and even people who one might have called ugly are beautiful when their faces are kind and gentle, and there is a smile in their eyes.

Please, remain on your soapbox, there’s a reason you’re there to name what you perceive.

And I don’t think you are stodgy, I’m in my 30s and sense the same sadness of our cultures’ focus. There’s even a very interesting book by Susan Bordo entitled “Unbearable Weight” about the psychology and history of ads/women/eating disorders/relationships/etc. However, all from a worldly perspective with no tangible solution. Better self-esteem or more eloquent self-talk does not mend a battered spirit–only in Christ (as we believe) can our self-image be corrected. For the self is really erased, and His image of us is left standing. I’ll get off my soapbox now…

I’m eager to hear the song, my computer’s speakers are disabled somehow (children…) but I appreciated Gaffron’s insight and lyrics. I’m most challenged by not finding my strength in coffee! And when the speakers work, I’ll give six ears a listen–mine, and my two daughters.