THE TRUE WONDER and surprise of that first Christmas — particularly from the perspective of how the angels in heaven must have seen it reminds me of the first time I saw the Eiffel Tower. My friend and I had been traveling through Europe for six weeks and had ended our trip with an all-nighter on the train to…
AS WE APPROACH Easter and the celebration of the resurrection, we first come to the cross. For before the victory is the pain and suffering. If we are among those who have suffered rejection, we meet there a Savior who knows our pain. For not only did Jesus suffer the pain of an excruciating death on the cross and the…
THE FLOWERS SENT by my publisher after the death of my husband were beautiful. The red and white roses, settled amidst the drama of orchids and the soft gracefulness of blue hydrangeas blended together in a stunning Christmas arrangement that lifted my spirits in the sad days following my husband’s death. Now the flowers were dying. As I gathered the…
I SEARCH THE HEAVENS, looking for what is unseen by human eyes, wondering where you are, what you’re doing, longing to touch you again, longing to hear your voice. The partition between heaven and earth is vast and is not to be traversed by the living. You are on one side of this vast chasm, I am on the other….
At Christmas we celebrate the birth of Jesus as our Savior. That, of course, is the most important thing about Christmas. But Christmas is also a time we want to be with family and perhaps—for just a moment—linger on memories of Christmases past. Two months ago I lost my brother. During my years as a young girl, he was my…