Our children on mute
One took over the office. One nestled in the downstairs bedroom. One commandeered the kitchen table. Two were side by side some ten feet apart in the living room. Talk about divide and conquer. They were everywhere. My grade school children stationed themselves throughout the house during Mountain View…
The trouble with a ‘nice’ Christmas
Years ago, I received word that my Christmas Eve service was a little too gritty. Those weren’t Mindy’s exact words (and I’m using Mindy as her name here), but this thoughtful, faithful person made her point clearly: she wanted a blissful, beautiful Christmas complete with carols and candlelight. She…