Sitting by the manger

"Behold this wonder: a living, moving, startling likeness of who we are, who God is; what God awakens, when God sleeps on the crossing wood of our manger. We have lost the wonder of it all, lost the gratitude, lost the likeness of who we are, who we are meant to love, how life again… Continue reading Sitting by the manger

We are Gifts

My back was aching, but something weighed heavier than the pain. It was my love for gift-giving coming back. I had to welcome it with eagerness again. Back in college, I worked for our school paper. Every December, I'd buy each of my friends little gifts. I recall a John Lennon book I gave to… Continue reading We are Gifts