Bedtime is always a time of revelation and sometimes self-revelation in our household, particularly with our youngest child who is eight-years-old. We have noticed since Thanksgiving that he has been easily frustrated, trying out unsavory words on his older brother, and bursting into tears quite regularly.
“This is the message we have heard from him and proclaim to you, that God is light and in him
The name Lucy means light. She is a light, but more importantly she points us to the light of Christ. In the literal darkness we face every year at this time and in the greater darkness we face in our lives and in the world, Lucy reminds us that the light of Christ shines in the midst of it all, and the darkness does not overcome it.
I once knew an Episcopal priest who was also a dad of young children. One of his daughters disliked their
My boys and I adore our annual All Saints celebration. Though it varies from year to year, the celebration always
“Oh, you’re So-and-So’s sister!” There are, perhaps, no more daunting and deflating words that any sibling can hear. They are an
As much as I like to imagine myself as a rule-breaker, the truth is I’m more inclined to contentedly walk
Saturdays have never really been a day for our family to sleep in. Between sports, church life, hiking trips, and
I stood and stared on the snack food aisle, comparing popcorn labels. I had signed up to bring snacks to
O God of justice and compassion, you put down the proud and mighty from their place, and lift up the