Trying to explain to men why you love Beth Moore so much.

(This is the very first guest post from my wife, Jenny. Who is hott and funny and wicked smart. Please know it was hard for me not to introduce her by quoting Ludacris and simply saying, "My chick bad." Without further ado.)

Jon and I only really have two types of arguments in our house.

The first concerns certain subjects he refuses to learn about. Folding and hanging pants for instance. He refuses to put that information in his head. Many, many times I have tried to teach him how to follow a ...