Personally and spiritually, I didn't get much out of this book; to be respectful of those who find Beth Moore spiritually beneficially I'll keep most of my thoughts to myself, with the exception to declare that her chapter on virginity was bullshit and that a woman's worth, NO MATTER WHAT, EVER stems in ANY way from her virginity, the loss of it, or the creepy ways the extremely conservative church encourages women to "reclaim" it to be somehow more "whole." (Also, if your "good Christian husband" has to make big dog and pony show out of "forgiving" you for the experiences you bring to the table, find a better Christian man. Trust.) I felt that chapter was out of place in this otherwise pretty harmless book of poems. The reason I read this book was because it was the devotional book my granny was reading when she died. I am glad to have it and because of the connection to my granny, whose faith I admired, I want to challenge myself to broaden my perspective and personal spirituality and see if upon a later re-read I can appreciate some of Beth Moore's spiritual tidbits.