Easter. Spring lilies.  Bunnies. Eggs. Chocolate eggs. Lamb chops.  All these are mixed as if in a tossed salad to be used instead of a wedding cake.Continue reading→

To keep our hearts focused on the true meaning of Easter, many a Christian study the end chapters of the Gospels, follow Passion Week devotionals, watch Jesus’ life movies and documentaries, and fill their ear buds with Easter songs.Continue reading→

“Hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” shouted the crowds while welcoming the King of Kings entering Jerusalem on a donkey. Continue reading→

One day, my husband was teaching our girls about God, how He’s a good good Father, yet He is to be reverently feared. He used the imagery they could relate to from their readings in the Chronicles of Narnia, that Aslan is a good lion, but he’s not tame.Continue reading→

As our girls admired the picture of their freshly-born baby cousin, our oldest says:

-Mommy, our baby cousin looks like Gracie when she was born, and like Chloe, and like Zoe, and like Ellie, and like… Continue reading→

When we’re kids we name the heroes we want to become. As time goes by, those names fade into nothing more than childish fantasies. So, when over night we find ourselves as grown ups (every kids’ dream) we settle for way less than what we dreamed our life to be.  Continue reading→

I admit. There are days when I feel unworthy to put out there a challenge I have a difficult time following.Continue reading→

Legalism. Legalism is like horseradish. You can only have a love-hate relationship with it. It either tickles your tongue, or it makes your eyes cry.  It’s so strong and pungent that it triggers various responses to those that are ‘allergic’ to it.Continue reading→

“Forward, across, forward, back. Forward, across, forward, back.” instructs our Sunday School teacher the kids as they are getting ready to learn the Irish dance to the music of a very jolly Christmas carol ‘Ding, dong”. Continue reading→

“Mommy, I think that daddy is getting shorter.” observes our youngest as we all squeeze into our tight elevator. Continue reading→