I stood in a tiny supply closet many years ago, laboring to organize it once again. (Organizing closets is my super power. My kitchen floor hasn’t been mopped for…a while, but my clothes closet is perfection.) Anyway, I came to a box of scissors, and every one read “property of________” and had a teacher’s name…
Dear friends, I am resting from blogging today to enjoy my family, but I am sharing with you this post that I wrote a few years ago. It’s one of my favorite Christmas stories. May God bring a rich and unexpected merriment to your Christmas celebrations. Because we’re a pastor’s family, Christmas Eve is a…
My mother gave me the most lovely copy of A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens. Hardback even, like rich people read. And I did open it and sniff the inside before I lay down on the couch next to Matthew so I could join him in reading. Just the two of us next to the…
Once upon a time there were three beautiful sisters… And each one had her own reason to be cynical. depressed. and self-absorbed. The firstborn sister, the bossy one, yes? Has had physical ailments for years. The middle one, who either never does wrong or never gets caught, recently said goodbye to her husband a few…
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