
Christmas with the Cousins
I remember my cousins. There were so many of us. Most of them I would only see this one day of the year.
I remember my cousins. There were so many of us. Most of them I would only see this one day of the year.
Listen to a Christmas story podcast, written and read by James C. Schaap. A recently widowed grandmother visits her daughter’s family for the holidays.
My eyes were taking it in, but my brain was utterly undone by something I had no real context for.
Listen to a Christmas story podcast, written and read by James C. Schaap. An arrogant artist agrees to narrate the church’s Christmas program.
When was the last time you experienced wonder in a church sanctuary? I can remember one of the first times I experienced wonder in a
I wonder what needs a controlled burn in our culture right now, in our churches?
I can only see 100 yards or so into the fog and it consumes me, envelopes, covers, holds, me.
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