Farewell to a sweet life season

  Like the sweeping arc of a lighthouse beam, illuminating, for one glorious moment, some unutterably lovely scene, a beautiful season of life will soon end for our family. Our six grandbeans can no more race the three hundred steps between their parsonage and our home, the shortest legs pumping …

A psalm for sad hearts

Lord, here we are again. Broken hearts all round; stars, still new, still beautiful, still shining, plunging before they’re spent. Families bleeding grief for lives lost and futures changed and nothing will be the same for anyone in that crash again – or anyone who cared for anyone in that …

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 …