A Bird in the Hand: The Rest of the Story
If you’re my Facebook friend, you may have noticed my manic post Sunday morning, how our little South Carolina split-level became Wild Kingdom, minus Marlin Perkins, until Todd saved the day. But you haven’t heard the rest of the story. May I share? The day had...
Merry Christmas from the Darkness
Do you ever feel like darkness is following you around like a shadow, hovering close? I have felt like that this season. It’s not that I’m depressed or Grinch-y or needing a jolt of coffee or a sleigh ride in a red dress under sparkly Christmas lights to...
Magnificent Lucy, Her Christmas Spirit, and the Pie-Cake Beyond Compare
If I asked my new friend Lucy* what she thinks Christmas smells like, she’d probably give the same kind of answer as any teenage girl, whether she had a home or not. She might say that Christmas smells like fir trees or candy canes, like cinnamon or gingerbread,...
Playing Sardines with the Mother of God
I’ll admit something to you that makes me sound kind of like a female American Scrooge. As I left the house last night to go to Todd’s Christmas party at work, the 24-year-old man who lives in my basement shouted out, “Bye, Mom! Have fun at Introvert...
A Different Kind of Christmas this Year
“It’s going to be a different kind of Christmas this year,” she said, smoothing the covers of her twin bed. As we visited, I wondered how it felt to go back to a twin, now, in her old age. Now, with no one else’s legs to bump against at...
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The Holy Éclair: Signs and Wonders from an Accidental Pilgrimage
French By Heart: An American Family’s Adventures in La Belle France
What’s a Nice God Like You Doing in a Place Like This? A COMPLETELY UNORTHODOX DEVOTIONAL GUIDE
