advent

By Ann Boyd

I started listening to Christmas music early this year. We usually adhere to a strict no-Christmas-music-before-Thanksgiving rule, but my need for comfort was so intense that I felt the call to stray from our usual practice the week before Thanksgiving...

By Ashley Van Dragt
When you grow up with divorced parents, Christmas is messy. I have this distinct memory of the first Christmas I spent with my newly single dad. When we got to his small, under-furnished apartment, I think it hit all of us...
By Anna Moseley Gissing

A couple of weeks into Advent, I realized that our best-laid plans for living into the season were for naught. Though we had our Advent wreath on the dining room table with a short devotional guide...

By Carmen Acevedo Butcher

New life is always messy. And it can seem alien at first. Add to that realities like fluctuating hormones and the transition can be hard. When I was pregnant, I tried everything, including eating saltines...

By Anna Moseley Gissing

During Advent 2009, I was “great with child.” In fact, when we introduced our newborn daughter to our toddler son in early January, he mistook her for the baby Jesus. Pregnancy reminds me of Advent...

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