Mother’s log, August 22, 2018
August 23, 2018 2:45 am Leave your thoughts5 PM. Upon disembarking from our vehicle, the two-year-old insisted on climbing up the treacherous steps leading to the homestead... View Article
5 PM. Upon disembarking from our vehicle, the two-year-old insisted on climbing up the treacherous steps leading to the homestead... View Article
If my children talk about me when I am dead, I am fairly certain one of their memories will go... View Article
Dis yah de Good Nyews bout Jedus Christ, God Son. De Good Nyews staat like how God prophet Isaiah done... View Article
Today is St. Nicholas day, a celebration generally passed over in the United States since our coca cola version of... View Article
“But concerning that day or that hour, no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. 33 Be... View Article
I love remembering. I love preparing. I love anticipation. I think this might be why Advent is one of my... View Article
I spent the majority of my formative years in the care and company of a WWII Navy vet and... View Article
My life is currently the most ordinary it has ever been. Michael and I are not pursuing any more degrees... View Article
I am not a morning person. Or rather, I don’t mind being awake in the wee small hours of... View Article
I am currently in the process of writing a paper on “a theology of worship.” Note: a theology, not the. Thank goodness.... View Article