I had the weirdest shopping list for a while: I was on a quest for Jesus-Colored-Yarn. Each store I stopped into over several weeks, I would peruse their craft aisle, or several yarn aisles, all in the name of Baby Jesus’ sweetly colored skin. I can’t be the only one…
UPDATE JUNE 2018: Due to the violent and uncertain situation in Nicaragua, our trip for July 2018 has been postponed. We are considering January 2019, but it all depends on the state of the country and how safe it is to travel there. I would encourage you to lift up…
My summer consisted of a chaotic circus with too many monkeys and not enough sleep for the ring master. We didn’t commit to many plans – making it to the grocery store and a few friend meet ups were plenty for us. No classes, no soccer camps, no big camping…
The writer in me was hoping to have a title for this post that was full of pizzazz, or made you hunker down and ponder the beauty of the world from perfectly selected words bolded at the top of the page. But I couldn’t pull anything out of my brain beyond…
Oh, Maggie! You’re so SCANDALOUS! You just wrote BOOB in the title, and now have written BOOB two more times! Yes, yes, prepare to be scandalized: but only at a PG-rating level. Shirts are not coming off, no skin will be exposed, but this is a celebration – a necessary…
1 Thessalonians 5:17 (NRSV) It isn’t often enough that I talk about faith and the power of prayer. Wait, wait… let me rephrase that: It isn’t often that I talk about faith and the power of prayer. I shy away from the topic because it’s a personal thing, and I…
I’ve posted previously about how I am a natural Bawler. A week ago was no different from my usual bawler-ness watching my son getting baptized. Quincy, Pastor Lynn, Bawler Maggie, Proud Brad For Quincy, it may feel like a brush of cool water across his forehead, but for me it was…