First, I must say that I am amazed at how many people are coming to this blog, even though I haven’t written on it for a while.  It is quite interesting to me, because I just quite going places if they don’t update…like a certain friend of mine on staff in Montana

So, this last week, I spent a little time in bookstores and saw a couple of book titles in the religious relationship section that I’m not entirely sure how to take.

The first was If Men are Like Buses, How do I Catch One.  Are you serious?!  Okay, so men may be big and smelly.  We may even be easy to get stuck in a rut (route) and we can sometimes go wherever we want (not that this is a good idea, necessarily.)  But, Seriously!  A bus!  And why is some woman writing how to catch men/buses anyway.  That’s just the kind of girl I am looking for…one who stands on a corner and waves me down   ?????

 The second is, Men Are From Isreal, Women Are From Moab.  Well, a couple of weeks ago, I wouldn’t have thought anything about this, but I have been listening to a great sermon series on the Book of Ruth, so this jumped out at me.  Of course, this book was written by a man.  Thanks, dude!  If you are familiar with Moab, you will understand the problem.  If not, the problem is that no self-respecting woman would really call herself a Moabite. (Okay, so Ruth is from Moab and is redeemed, but let’s think about Orpah and the other Moabite women.)  And a man calling a woman a Moabite isn’t something that I would think she would cherish and go to sleep smiling about…maybe crying.

Now, I will admit, I haven’t read either of these books and I don’t intend to either.  It is just that some of the titles that people come up with leave me wondering…are you serious?

 If I ever write a book, somebody remind me to think about the title