Advent ponders Jesus first and second comings. Thinking about God coming as a babe makes me smile, but I rarely think about Jesus’ second coming. Usually that comes to mind…
Every year, about the time we begin to wear long sleeves, Mom would call my sister, brother and me together. She would hand us the thick Sears catalog and a…
1 Advent Tug of War I writhe on the green faux-leather couch. My brother has grabbed one limb, my sister an opposite limb, me, the center of a tug-of war-with…