Another year of living life winds down and a New Year comes. The season ahead brings hope and adventure accompainied by struggle. Not an appealing combination.
Christmas has certain rituals and cleanup is not my favorite. The seasons, patterns, and decor of holidays vary, but the one ritual of cleanup remains.
Father, who sent the Son, Birth promise in my heart. Spirit, who guided the magi, Direct my wanderings.
Have you ever felt a twinge of loneliness slip in at Christmas? I have, and not for lack of family or holiday spirit---both abound at my house.
Christmas is unwrapped in Holy disorder. It is God's fault. Life escalates the excitement, stress, and extra activities during this season.
Contrary to popular religious thought, man does not evolve into godness over the course of several, rightly-lived lifetimes.
Music stirs the sense of the Holy in this short video of Lisbet Scott singing Dona Nobis Pacem from her new Christmas album, "Peace on Earth." An amazing experience.
House decorated--check! Christmas Eve dinner reservations made--check! Menu planned for Christmas day--check! Gifts gought and wrapped--workin' o it. Waiting for Christ . . . say what?
Praying the hours, or fixed-hour prayer, is a corporate melody of prayer from believers to the Holy---an ongoing dialogue between the Lord and His people.
The Advent Conspiracy is out to change your holiday season!