I cook dinner. A lot. I set the table a lot. I yell downstairs for my boys to come up for dinner. A lot. I get frustrated when they ignore me and come late to a cold plate. But all the frustration wipes away (sometimes… Read More
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Make This Rock Cry
The Pharisees chided Him for letting the crowds cheer in excitement at His entry into Jerusalem, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples.” Rather than rebuke, Christ responded, “I tell you, if these were silent, the very stones would cry out” (Luke 19:40). He then proceeded to weep… Read More
Envy & Enough
Old habits die hard. Having spent the greater part of 18 years garnering praise through performance and confidence through competition, my heart sometimes slips back into old ways. This past week, I found myself spending time with my dear old (very, very old) friends Miriam… Read More
Sweat, Tears and the Sea
Isak Dineson famously wrote, “The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.” As one who grew up on the Jersey shore and who now lives close enough to sea air for occasional excursions to sit before the sea, I think of… Read More
Lingering Winter and the Cosmic Summer
The icy, wintery storms assailing the Midwest and the freezing seasons of tragedy in lives of friends who live in sunny San Diego leave me longing for more than just a sunny day, but the cosmic summer, as C.S. Lewis so beautifully puts it. The freezing… Read More
To Splendor Through Suffering
While I am physically terribly inflexible, I have the moves of a Samurai when it comes to attempting to avoid suffering. The great lengths to which we go to avoid suffering speaks deeply to how unnatural pain is to our nature; however, as Christians we… Read More
My Minest Mine
“Our will alone is our ownest own, the only dear thing we can and ought really to sacrifice.” P. T. Forsyth I’d like to think that I have matured past the treasured toddler phrase, “Mine!” Yet God loves me enough to continually uncover new areas… Read More
A Very Untidy Yuletide to You!
Despite the fact that we have yet to have a Norman Rockwell, Hallmark-y, squabble-less, snaffoo-less holiday, my heart continually and sinfully expects one. My head conjures images of a quiet night snuggled up by the fire listening to Christmas hymns. Reality offers me three sons… Read More
The Maestro in the Manger
Advent is about making space. Making space, first in our schedules, then in our souls that the Coming Christ may fill. Such space is hard to come by in a season full of parties and presents, errands and end-of-the-year concerns. Just as there was no… Read More
Traveling Light
We are a walking contradiction of a family. For years, we have been enamored with the Tiny House movement, even to the point of the boys drawing up plans for their dream tiny homes. However, when packing for one night of camping only 20 minutes… Read More
