The too-good-to-miss news of where Jesus was born
It was two nights before Christmas and I'd slipped into my common refrain of wishing I had a better self to offer Jesus—less fearful, less selfish, better able to trust.…
Christmas' surprising announcement
The cheerful postman wearing a Santa hat delivered Mom’s package, and as I opened it and hung the ornaments she had sent, I found myself both grateful for her care…
Of stuffed sheep and sacred space and knowing that you matter
I was going to write today’s post about the lines I read in Tish Harrison Warren’s liturgy of the ordinary (and yes, the first letters in the title of her…