I almost sent my Christmas cards this year, then I remembered. Steeped in a darkness so thick, so foggy, I could not breathe. The Christmas everyone else celebrated, I mourned. Loss of youth. Loss of health. Loss of innocence. My first Christmas draining toxic liquid...
Maybe this week hasn’t gone as planned. Long lines at the store. Grumpy customers. Only a few gifts under the tree. A misunderstanding with your in-laws. The overcooked meal. Overdraft fees. Late dinner guests. An empty home. The weeks leading up to Christmas are...
I’ve always struggled buying the perfect gift—you know, the one your loved one remembers for years to come. Maybe you struggle shopping for the Person-Who-Has-Everything, too. It’s too small. Not the right color. They have three just like it. Rather than preparing my...
Frederick Buechner’s words leave me wonderstruck today. Maybe they will do the same for you: At Christmas time it is hard even for the unbeliever not to believe in something, if not in everything. Peace on earth, good will to men; a dream of innocence that is...
Will you join me on an ADVENT-ure? If you’re like me, the weeks leading up to Christmas are all too often filled with lists and to-dos. Instead of living in wild expectation of Jesus’ birth, I find myself standing in lines at grocery stories, boutiques, and big box...
