Tag: Religion

When The Most Wonderful Time of the Year Isn’t

There was nothing unusual about her, she wasn’t much older than my own children and we exchanged smiles as Brian and I moved into the empty seats next to her. She didn’t sing during worship, but not everyone does. She shook my hand when we exchanged “Merry Christmas” greetings with our neighbors.

Then, the pastor started his sermon, “Christmas! The most wonderful time of the year… except when it isn’t” and she started to cry. Things weren’t wonderful continue here

Should Christians Celebrate Halloween?

Should Christians participate in Halloween activities? This is a question that I am asked almost every year and no matter how I answer there are people who disagree with me. If I had to guess, I would say that Christians are split 50/50 on whether Halloween is a wicked and evil day filled with Satanic activity, or that it is an innocent couple of hours for children to collect candy.

There are many web and magazine articles, interviews with theologians and historians and library shelves full of books that continue here

A Passion for the Game

It’s October and the Cards are in the playoffs… again. Or should I say… again!! Cardinal baseball in October means late nights, lots of cheering, and the non-stop buzzing of email, twitter, Facebook, and phone notifications, plus the early wake-up to watch the highlight reels on ESPN.

Everyone in my husband’s family is a Cardinal fan; their blood runs Cardinal red. I think it’s genetic; I married into it, my boys inherited it, and my grandsons are proof that it is continue here

Fish and (Chocolate) Chips

Our house is on the market and that means keeping everything looking and smelling like no one lives here. That’s not easy to do because we still live here. We dig in the garden, mow the grass, do the laundry and cook and eat here.

Last Thursday, I decided to thaw and See what’s cooking here

I Promise, I’ll Come Back!

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When I was a little girl, Dad often worked away from home. Sometimes he’d be gone for weeks at a time, but not once did we ever worry that he might not come home. We knew he’d come home because he told us he would.

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