Christmas, Snow, & a Squirrel
A heavy blizzard in Roswell united a shivering squirrel, a baby for baptism, and a multi-generational family celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. Christ was the host and we were the guests.
A heavy blizzard in Roswell united a shivering squirrel, a baby for baptism, and a multi-generational family celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. Christ was the host and we were the guests.
Stranded by the side of the road, a mom and kid were able to continue home because of vulnerability shared with strangers.
“We are finite creatures, but we touch the fringes of infinity” – Shannon Craigo-Snell
An Icelandic child in the Middle Ages learned about mischievous trolls who arrive as Christmas draws near. However scary things get, you know that Christ is returning and all shall be well.
My childhood dog would perch on the couch in front of the window to watch and wait for my Mom to come home. Such faithfulness can inspire us at Advent.
In the late 18th-early 19th centuries, Seraphim of Sarov fasted, prayed, and meditated for decades. He became a miracle worker, a source of peace, and a friend of bears.
Visiting a concentration camp means feeling the suffering that calls out from the ground. It means remembering that so many Christians chose to wait passively and that we must make different choices.
Christian Nationalism means one group’s notion of Christianity holds power regardless of what the majority want. It can even mean a dictatorship.
Trying to celebrate Christmas every day of Advent is like a bride who’s so excited about her wedding that she wears her dress every day for weeks before the ceremony.
In the far north, they have days of all night and all day. Maybe Adam & Eve were afraid the first time they saw the sun go down. Would it ever return?