In a land where the beauty of creation was all around, when a boy named Nicholas came to birth, there began a holy journey for this boy whose name means ‘Victor of the People.’
One of the other wonderful things about having so many ways to tell a story is that we can think creatively about how to share them in our own families and communities.
When we made the decision to opt out of hosting Christmas for my family last year, my husband and I sat down to brainstorm how to make the holiday season extra special for our girls.
If I were writing this last year I don’t even think I would have paid any attention to this part of Nicholas’ story. I’m not sure the word would have registered in my brain. But this year? Hearing of a young boy losing both his parents to an uncontrolled illness was hard to ignore.
There is so much I hoped to do during this Advent, for my own kids, for the children and families in my ministry, and yes, for myself. And as always, come Christmas morning, some of it will have to be put away with vague hopes and promises of next year
I once knew an Episcopal priest who was also a dad of young children. One of his daughters disliked their diocesan bishop greatly, and the […]
Telling the story of St. Nicholas provides an antidote to what can be a consumer-oriented season.
Maybe because I wasn’t raised in the church, I’ve spent half my life trying to figure out how to observe Advent and Christmas.
In my search for great books about faith, I’ve found some really wonderful ones.
Since we became Episcopalian, the way I bring the season into my home has become even more fun and meaningful.