Hope For Christmas

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Hope For Christmas – A Tradition 

It’s busy around this time of year. There are cookies to be made. Carols to be sung. Lights to be strung. Ornaments to be hung. Shopping and shipping to be done. So much to do as we celebrate. We go through these days mindlessly as victims of habits. We struggle to be present while we scour stores and stand in lines to purchase presents for others. I suggest you stop, you breathe.  Read more

Go…Ready…Set! – Guest Post by Ali Kennedy

 

Ali Kennedy

Today’s post is a guest feature by one of my dear friends: Ali Kennedy.

Ali and I met when we received jobs at Christian Union Princeton University. Since then, we have been office-mates, room-mates.  Carved pumpkins and built ginger bread mansions. Hosted barbecues and dinner-dates. We have laughed and cried together. Cast vision and expressed frustration together. We spent many times locked in our office praying for each other. We’ve sought each other for wise counsel.

We cheered on as we watched our men graduate together.

Princeton Theological Seminary Graduation

I served as one of her bridesmaids and cheered her on when she later married her man:

Noah & Ali's wedding

 

Ali is a true sister and an extremely talented communicator. Continue reading and you’ll see what I mean: Read more

This is Home – A Place Where I Am Known

I Call This Home

HOME – Oh the familiar!

We all have various definitions of what and where home is. It is often associated with a feeling of welcome, knowing and comfort where one can sure find refuge. I have had the opportunity to call 9 different locations home in the past 10 years (*no, I am not a military kid*) and have learned many lessons along the way: some great,  others not so great times, and a few dreadful moments drizzled in between for good measure. Read more

I Give Thanks for A Horse, A Cop, & 3 Musketeers

I give thanks

I Give Thanks

I have so many reasons to give thanks today. I am a grateful beneficiary to 3600 additional seconds of sweet slumber. Yes indeed, I fell back on my down feathered pillow and enjoyed every morsel of sweet sleep my God granted.  I awoke to the sun’s amber rays seeping through my blinds with its desire to touch the silhouette of my face. The warm embrace of my husband’s chilled signaled the beginning of another Sunday. It is a Sunday where as the Tri-Cities church community we gather together in worship for worship to our God. We sing, we praise, we pray, we give thanks.  We celebrate!

I stop. I listen. I send silent whispers of Thank You’s to heaven for a horse, a cop, and three musketeers:  Read more