the care and feeding of the soul in a time of pandemic

For years, I have endeavored to make December—Advent—all about the soul. It’s going to be busy, but that doesn’t mean it has to be harried. Advent is a time to turn inward and till and fertilize and basically make my heart fertile ground for the presence of God. This search for stillness has been part…

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Of Christmas Decs, My Witty Husband, and Impossible Christmas Lists

White lights, colored lights, first aid kits, and Santa beating her head on the desk. Bring on the holidays.

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An Open Letter From An Unapologetic Christian to Those Who Are Up In Arms About Starbucks

To my fellow Christians who are up in arms about the so-called “war on Christmas”: Cut it out. No, really. Just stop. You’re giving all of us a bad name. And worse, you’re giving Christ a bad name. There is no war on Christmas. Christian America quite successfully corrupted Christmas into a free-for-all greed fest…

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Because I’m Pretty Sure Jesus Had Exploding Diapers, Too

Every year when Christmas comes around, we get treated to a lot of reflections on the holy child. We try to imagine what God as a human being must have been like as an infant, and quite honestly a lot of nonsense makes its way into the common lore. It first struck me when the…

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Michael Meets Advent

By the time the fourth child passes milestones, they often slip past without much fanfare. Not that they don’t get noticed at all, but it is a little more muted. Still, in the first nine days of Advent it’s been fun to watch Michael really connect with this season for the first time. I realized…

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Santa Purgatory

I learned the ghastly truth about Santa Claus in the first grade. I’m pretty sure I even remember which one of my female classmates told me, clearly intending it to be an emotional earthquake. I say that with confidence because even through the haze of thirty-three years’ distance, I remember feeling a need to play…

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Contemplating Crazy (A Christmas Shopping Manifesto)

Let’s face it: My house is stuffed with Stuff. I am engaged in an ongoing war to rid my house of junk (Halloween rings shaped like bats, useless party bag favors, toy airplanes built so shoddily they broke the first day, T shirts, T shirts, T shirts–what is it with the “we must have a…

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7QT: The Nesting-under-protest edition

I had this post written and scheduled several days before yesterday’s drama…so read it anyway and I’ll update you at the end, ___1___ Last week’s unexpected news from the doctor has us scrambling to prepare last-minute things. So the Sunday after Thanksgiving we came home from church to a house that needed some serious “nesting.”…

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