Single people could very well be the most effective members of God's kingdom, so Satan gets them to believe they're forsaken by God. But it's a lie. Janet Folger says: "You're alone now, like me, because God has something critically important He wants you to do right now." This is an honest, encouraging, and hilarious chat with a woman who knows single people's struggles. Folger's witty insights will clear readers' minds of the lies that destroy their happiness and freedom as single women - all the sooner to find what God has for them to do right now.<br><br><b>Things to Do with Your Ex-Boyfriend’s Shirt: </b> <br><br>A. Return it cleaned and pressed in time for his next date. <br><br>B. Sew it into a pillow to cry on. <br><br>C. Use it to clean out the crud in your refrigerator. <br><br>If you chose option C, this book is for you. With quick wit and refreshing honesty, Janet Folger will make you laugh and cry, sparing you the usual Christian singles saccharine. <br><br>Enjoy a fun and lively chat with a girl who knows your struggles. “You’re alone now—like me, ” Janet says—“because God has something critically important He wants you to do <i>right now.” </i>You’ll be encouraged as you pursue the rich, surprising life God made you for.<i> </i><br><br><b>Story Behind the Book</b><br><br>Writing a book about dating just isn’t my thing. Not my area of expertise. Not my focus. But then I started thinking about it. Maybe I have learned some things.Maybe I could add something useful to the mix that hadn’t been said already. So I emailed my agent to say I would consider it. Then I broke up with my boyfriend. When my agent telephoned to ask why I hadn’t responded to his emails, the call went something like this: “You can forget about the book. I can’t even write a pamphlet. How in the world am I supposed to give advice when I can’t handle my own love life?” In his pep talk, my agent told me the thing I have going for me is honesty. He told me to picture myself in a coffee shop catching up with friends, trading stories, binding each other’s wounds, laughing, refocusing, and re-emerging as the women God wants us to be. So I did.
