Advent #3 – Joy

“Nana, why are there tears on your tree?” The third candle in the advent wreath, the pink one, represents joy. Not the passing gladness of the season, but the joy Jesus came to bring. Freeing. Stabilizing. Soul-lifting. Permanent. So why do I hang tears on our Christmas tree?  The question …

Singin’ the love of Christmas

Until he died, my friend, Dr. Phil (not the television personality) recalled the first time we met. Years earlier, a few days before Christmas, our family had come to sing carols at his daughter’s door. Phil and his wife Adeline had newly arrived in Canada. He told me he’d never …

Advent – a season of waiting – #1 HOPE

On those living in the land of deep darkness, a light has dawned. Isaiah 9:2b Like the period of history before Jesus’ birth, the current season of history on our world’s timeline is not generally jolly. Darkness prevails. As the Jewish people then pined for their promised Messiah, Christ-followers today long …

Christmas cards still have a purpose

I’m not sure why I bought six boxes of Christmas cards this year, especially since we’ve been sending fewer and fewer recently. I noticed them while shopping for something else, and liked their designs. But mostly, I appreciated their messages. Each card reflected the real reason for the season – …

Jesus – in bed WITH US

I had made the children rag dolls that year. Clown-faced Toby for our son, flaxen-haired Miranda for our daughter. In the very early eighties, the floppy toys became my hand-stitched rebellion against the creeping Cabbage Patch craze. The Patch kids cost thirty bucks to adopt. I’d used remnants and cut apart …

The Best Santa Story of All

I’m not a Santa lover, honestly. But a reader sent me a longer version of the anonymous story below, and I knew I would share it with you. I’ve taken liberties with the prose and adapted it to fit here – for those who do enjoy the old elf: One evening, …