Tag Archives: Christmas
Tomorrow’s post today: Who cares about the history . . .
As I was driving around doing last minute shopping, I was listening to Michael Medved give a history lesson on the traditions of Christmas. Confession: I do listen to talk radio, but I get irritated at the format because basically … Continue reading
Christmas Acrostic
Come to crush the serpent’s head, Heaven’s Son, Creation wielder, Roiled in the raw filth of our mutiny and brokenness, Intervention looked like a baby. Sinew, muscle, blood, and bone, Tears and hunger, heat and cold, Mender of hearts, mender … Continue reading
A Manger Without a Baby
I equipped the big walk-in closet in the living room of our tiny duplex with a green second-hand crib and stocked the built-in drawers with soft little layette items. Long, wispy, white curtains tied back with yellow ribbon made an … Continue reading
