God can raise us up as a holy Issachar generation of women in our day. Women who hold the knowledge of our times in one hand, and who hold the truth, clarity, and charity of the Word of God in the other. Women whose hearts are broken over the gender confusion and the spiritual, emotional, relational carnage of our day. Women who (like those men of old) “know” what we, the church, “ought to do.” So I’m going to take you back to the 1950s—back to the days of Leave It to Beaver—and paint some very broad