How a Tough Time Changed My Understanding of Advent Hope
Hope. I thought I knew what the word meant. And I’ve practiced that “hope,” or what I thought hope was, since childhood: “I hope I…
Hope. I thought I knew what the word meant. And I’ve practiced that “hope,” or what I thought hope was, since childhood: “I hope I…
For over two years, every night it’s the same: At the appointed time, I gather my freshly bathed and pajamaed toddler into my arms, all…
While struggling to find bright spots of hope and light in a world of uncertainty during the pandemic, I had the happy fortune to stumble…
I had never so much understood the waiting of Advent until the due date for my baby boy started rapidly approaching. My belly was huge;…