One vacation my hubby and I decided we were going to drive a stretch of the BRP. It was early and we had the road to ourselves. The smoke on the mountains settled and made it beautiful for picture taking. And then suddenly and I mean SUDDENLY, we hit a wall of fog.

I always thought the Proverbs 31 woman was “mamby-pamby.” You know, a mild-mannered mouse who was pure, innocent, submissive, and girly. I always bristled against that idea when church people set that up as a model for women. (probably because I’m a little mouthy and a little bold-okay a lot mouthy) Recently I did some research and discovered...