After five years of helping lead the children's Christmas pageant, I've seen a few miscues, heard a few mispronounced words that make a person fall out of her seat laughing, and endured a few chaotic rehearsals that rival The Best Christmas Pageant Ever. Perhaps my favorite incident was when the ... read more
The Long Journey of Advent and the Rest at the End
A journey eighty miles long and a load that grows larger each day. Sticks gouging sandaled feet. Blisters, hunger, and dust. More dust. Then rain. And mud. Strangers with stares that threaten peace of mind and lead to one-eye-open sleep. Hard ground beneath and the sky as a blanket. After such an ... read more
Crawling toward the Manger: Day 24
If you feel like you're laying by the roadside, forgotten, take heart that God won't leave you behind. I don't have a lot of military associations in my family, but I'm impressed by the commitments and sacrifices those who serve our country make for us. All of us. Even those who disagree about war ... read more
Crawling toward the Manger: Day 23
Are you moving toward God? And if so, are you prepared for when He moves toward you? Check out this C.S. Lewis quote (thank you, Amy): "An impersonal god? Well and good. A subjective god of beauty, truth and goodness inside our own heads? Better still. A formless life force surging through ... read more
Crawling toward the Manger: Day 20
The angels forgot to appear—or at least, they weren't sent down the aisle for the Christmas pageant when all the children processed down in the beginning. Sitting at the piano, I didn't notice. And neither did the director, until it was time for the first angel solo. “Where are the angels?” came the ... read more
Crawling toward the Manger: Day 19
"And you, my child, will be called a prophet of the Most High; for you will go on before the Lord to prepare the way for him . . ." (Luke 1:76) John the Baptist is one of the funny characters of scripture. He wears odd clothes, eats a strange diet, and when he opens his mouth, words come out that ... read more
Crawling toward the Manger: Day 18
She’s going now, on the threshold of this life, looking across the Jordan. It’s the dusk of my grandmother’s life, and she’s waiting. Waiting for Christ’s coming . . . to take her home. And I’m waiting . . . also for Christ’s coming, to celebrate the Incarnation, the greatest coming of all. In the ... read more
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