“The mystery remains a mystery. It withdraws from our grasp. Mystery, however, does not mean simply not knowing something. The greatest mystery is not the most distant star; on the contrary, the closer something comes to us and the better … Read More
And let’s be real — they are. Wasn’t it Spurgeon who, when asked how he reconciled the doctrine of predestination and human free will, said he didn’t, because there was no need to reconcile friends? Well, ditto chocolate and pears. … Read More
Ingratitude is an art form for me. Why do I spend so much time on this blog exhorting all of you to lift your eyes up, to spot the graciousness of God in your trials, to give thanks in all … Read More
Discombobulate, a noun: the state of being discombobulated, out of sorts, wonkydonks and upheaved. (English majors everywhere, pull your claws out of the plaster on the ceiling. I am fully aware that I made all that up. You’ll live.) It … Read More
You cannot say I didn’t warn you. Let the long rambles about Advent traditions begin! There was a time when Ann Voskamp was not woke and at least a little bit less flaky than she perhaps now is, and as … Read More
We saw the first hail today, pelting about the yard like they owned the place (which I suppose, in that moment anyway, they surely did). I guess that makes it official — winter has arrived. For years, wiser heads than … Read More
Last night, during the final doorknob question (the most important topics come up at that last moment before the last goodnight is said, when your hand is on the doorknob… it is when you think you have checked all the … Read More
Normally, I would never consider something as prosaic as oatmeal for this feature. But here’s the thing, and with absolutely no underlying spirit of accusation, there are people (I mean, I don’t know them, but I have read about them) … Read More
As we embark on the first planned hiatus from blogging in honor of 3 days spent with Superchick at her lovely abode for Thanksgiving (squee!! And yes, I know you are all wondering — what will she do with all … Read More
The first time I can recall being told that I would be a tough act to follow, I was about 13 years old and it was the woman cutting my hair. At the time, I recall having no idea what … Read More