Advent

Advent

Every Sunday, the children are invited forward at our church. It’s one of my favorite parts of the service. Squiggly kids. Tentative ones. The bosses. The boisterous. The people-pleasers. Their unabashed traits shining in all their glory. No time-crafted mask covers that beauty yet. Sigh.

What does Advent mean? the children are asked. It’s one simple question. One simple answer. Coming. And the first purple candle of Advent is lit.

This year, John and I mailed Advent candles [...]

Why Can’t I Hear Angels Sing? The Twelve Labors of Christmas

By Dr. Penny Freeman

  1. List everything you think people in your life want that will bring them ultimate joy.
  2. Try to find these items cheaper (anywhere) by checking all the search engines and local merchants within a five-mile radius.
  3. Stop and drag out all the decorating stuff. Trim the tree to surprise your spouse. Put all the boxes away to keep house tidy.
  4. Maintain a good attitude.
  5. Create a Martha Stewart-type menu to feed eight hungry adults and three [...]

Holidays Make Me Blue for Something…

By Dr. Penny Freeman

I am still full and none of my pants fit. The table was lovely and the food came out perfectly. We drank eggnog, consumed food we only see once a year, and everyone was in a good mood and on time (except for a two-year old who can’t help being two right now).

Leftovers were abundant, and people went home to sleep off the food coma. My weary body crawled towards bed. [...]

What Do You Deeply Long For?

Ruthann Batstone, a counselor who is also on Parakaleo’s staff, asked us this question on our last staff call. We were asked write down our answer and to do the same for the next two questions:

What would happen, how would your life be different, if you got what you longed for? What would happen if you didn’t get what you long for?

We then shared how this simple experience of longing impacted us.

Some of [...]

By |December 24th, 2014|Shari Thomas|3 Comments|

Salutation

Luke 1:39-45

Framed in light,
Mary sings through the doorway,
Elizabeth’s six month joy
jumps, a palpable greeting
a hidden first encounter
between son and Son.

And my heart turns over
When I meet Jesus
in you.

Poem by Luci Shaw from the book Accompanied by Angels: Poems of the incarnation