Merry Christmas!

Because of our God’s merciful compassion,

the Dawn from on high will visit us

to shine on those who live in darkness

and the shadow of death,

to guide our feet into the way of peace.

Luke 1:78-79, HCSB

Looking out my window this morning, sipping my coffee, I was greeted with a sight incredibly similar to this photo I took one misty morning in Greece last year. I was so awed, I just stood there, taking in the loveliness and forgot to take a picture.

The sun, reaching down through the clouds, stirred the waters of the bay with golden diamonds. It looked like God himself was peeking down to say, ‘Good Morning, daughter’! It nearly took my breath, and my eyes threatened to leak. The beauty and goodness of my Father takes on a deeper meaning on mornings like this one.

As we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ today, may we stop and soak in the moments of beauty that remind us of Who it is we rejoice in. May we see how great his love for us is, and may that very love guide us into the way of peace.

Merry Christmas!


Two Little Words

It was an ordinary day as I pulled out onto the highway. The late morning traffic was light and my mind wandered as I drove the familiar route, alone for the moment, a rare pleasure in my busy days.

As I approached the quiet downtown area, I slowed. Up ahead, at a cross street, I caught sight of a familiar navy blue truck. My heart did a crazy little flippy thing, an automatic response that happened almost before it registered that it was my husband, now crossing the highway on his way home.

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What Is It You Want?

A Facebook post, written by a friend of mine, really resonated with me this past week.    He has graciously allowed me to share it with you.  I hope it is as thought provoking for you as it was for me…


What Is It You Want 

by Jerry Neumann

“What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word, and I’ll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.” Jimmy Stewart as George Bailey in It’s a Wonderful Life

What do you want? It’s a good question. Lots of times I have no idea what I want or I can’t quite put it into words. Sometimes it is obvious to me or at least I think I know what I want.

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Merry Christmas!


Merry Christmas, my friends!

May we remember that Christmas is a celebration, not a duty.  Let us lay aside, as much as possible, the busy work and focus on the best bits.

Give undivided attention to your spouse and to your children.



Revel in the beautiful message of grace that is ours to enjoy every day of the year.

Celebrate and reflect the lavish love of our Father by showing your kids just how crazy you are about them, by simply hanging out with them.  Enjoy your people!

Grace and peace to you–


Egg Yolks and Oxen and Just Hanging Out


“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew11:28-30, NIV)

When I was a kid, I always thought of eggs when I heard this passage.  Easy yolks, just the way I liked them, which was a pretty cool thing for Jesus to talk about, though a bit mystifying.  Later I was taught that the yoke here meant a y-o-k-e, like oxen wear, keeping them together, and that we are to be yoked with Jesus.  Kind of a ‘Jesus take the wheel’ scenario.  Now the principle of that teaching is true, but this past week I learned that the word yoke here has a totally different meaning.

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What’s That Sound?



No shot was ever heard around

the world.

In fact, in all of human history

Only two sounds have been heard

around the entire world…

The first:

A newborn’s cry, saying, “It

is begun.”

The second:

A young man’s dying cry, saying,

“It is finished.”

—Calvin Miller


Wishing all of you, my friends, grace and peace this week as we celebrate the life of our Savior.  May we marvel anew at His plan for our redemption.  And may we rest in our true identity as sons and daughters of the Most High.   Merry Christmas!


The Almost Very Worst Christmas Ever


My husband is a pillow freak. To be fair, I now fall into that category too, but when we were newly married I didn’t get it. I mean, seriously, who needs four pillows to sleep comfortably? He did eventually convert me and, on this particular day, I was grateful for the over abundance of heavenly plushness gracing my bed.

Two days ago, I sank into my lush, soft nest and cried. This wasn’t a hopeless, overwhelmed, or angry crying bout. These were I’m-incredibly-weary-just-want-to-feel-better-not-sure-I-can-stand-it-anymore tears. It’s rare that I get to this point, but after three weeks of what is quite possibly the worst flare up of joint/muscle/nerve pain I’ve ever known, I was done in. I’m so very tired of hurting.

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