Thankful Tuesday: Oh the Holidays!

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(We traveled to Texas, Philadelphia, and made a little hop up to Connecticut. You know, keeping it simple.) Christmas morning snow… in Texas Time with my grandmothers. (Ages 88 and 91) A night of hanging out in my brother’s kitchen with both brothers, both sisters in law, and my husband! This is a feat very [Read More...]

For Carey. And for her friend, Melynn.

bird in the hand

When I get the text from Melynn, it’s 8:30 on Saturday morning and we’ve just finished our cinnamon buns and read the story of St. Nicholas. We’re in the middle of a new family tradition, gathering the toys we’ll be giving away that day. The boys are on the carpet in the hallway vrooming cars: [Read More...]

Thankful Tuesday: It’s almost Christmas!

A fuzzy little pic of the boys and me on the trolley. It was bedtime...

  Children singing “Away in a Manger” and sharing the stage with one of the best double bass players in San Francisco this past Sunday. I love my church. I’m thankful that we got to come back to a community here in SF that welcomes and loves us and confounds me with its teaching. I’m [Read More...]

Thankful Tuesday: Advent thoughts, Christmas gifts, and baby cheetahs

Some words that are blowing my mind this week, from the amazing Advent book I’m working through. (Preparing For Christmas: Daily Meditations for Advent—go now and get this book.): “Our Christian wisdom is to name the darkness as darkness, and the Light at light, and to learn how to live and work in the Light [Read More...]

Thankful Tuesday after Thanksgiving

For a sweet, small Thanksgiving with friends. I love hosting parties with my husband. And I love having people in our home. I’m thankful that we already had relationships here in SF and that we didn’t have to be alone on such a big day. For plane tickets to see our families over Christmas. For [Read More...]

Some Spiritual Influences: A Thankful Tuesday Thanksgiving Post

There was Linda who spoke Jesus with her voice and with the way she stood beside us on the playground. How she whispered words of salvation and forgiveness and life. How she spoke a language saved for seven-year-olds. Then Alan and those years when he was always present, always aware. There were the conversations: The one [Read More...]


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