Christmas Past
Christmas

Christmas Past

Once upon a time, my Christmases really were like Victorian greeting cards. Back when all ten of us lived in one house, when everyone bought presents for everyone else. (With a little help from our mom, if necessary). There were the secrets in the closet, the anticipation of seeing this person’s face when they saw…

Invisible Made Visible

Invisible Made Visible

It’s been years since I’ve read The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, but several snippets of the story remain deeply imprinted on my mind. Especially the long, desolate hallway in the magician’s house: the gauntlet Lucy had to run, in order to rescue those silly Dufflepuds from their inconvenient invisibility. Of course she could imagine…

My Redeemer’s Heart

I sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, opened my Hebrew Bible to the Jerusalem postcard marking my place, and began to read: The Spirit of the Lord Jehovah… Three words in, I stopped. I was reading Isaiah 61. Which meant that despite all the debate about whether first century Jews…

Out of the Woods

Out of the Woods

by Elisabeth A. August 20, 2007 For about four years now, I’ve been making forays into the dense, confusing, nearly impenetrable world of the Hebrew Bible. I started out easily enough: with each English word conveniently underneath the Hebrew, I was practically led by the hand through many of the Psalms. Then I moved on…

The Other Answer

The Other Answer

Sometimes in the very middle of the howling winds of my wants I remember how short a distance I can see and Who knows what truly brings me joy. And so I ask the One who sees to choose my inheritance for me. And then my Abba says “No.” I am cut and bleed and…

Seasons of Singleness

Seasons of Singleness

A Time to Wait Dear girls, Lately I’ve been thinking about those of you who aren’t married, or engaged, or courting, or even “just friends.” I stayed up ‘til past midnight the other night, scribbling down ideas for you.I had plenty of time yesterday (while I was removing wallpaper from our bathroom walls) to think…

Why we should have Second Christmas as well as Second Breakfast.
Christmas

Why we should have Second Christmas as well as Second Breakfast.

I think the Hobbits were on to something. Tea and scones, porridge and eggs, toast and sausages are well worth considering a second time, especially on a long and cold walk near Mordor when the first breakfast consists of rabbit. The Incarnation, the Atonement and the Second Coming are well worth considering a second time,…

On Becoming Real

On Becoming Real

Human nature is the original fake. In fact, our moral frailty is one of the sturdiest constants of history: a fascinating and discouraging thought, isn’t it? Modern advertising’s common use of words like ‘genuine,’ ‘real,’ and ‘actual’ clue us in to the fact that it’s much easier and cheaper to make something that’s not real….

Miss Buncle’s Book

No, I do not have a friend named Barbara Buncle. However, the book belonging to this title is an old friend of mine. If you’ve ever read D. E. Stevenson, then you know what a light, relaxing, thoroughly British read she provides. Although she wrote in the thirties and forties, her characters are fully as…

To Read!

All summer, I’ve been reading, reading, reading. Taking advantage of living near libraries that actually stock books in English. (!) Mostly fiction, especially the new crop of finely-crafted Christian fiction. Not that dime-store stuff. Not that nutrient-free fiction with the Christian sticker, like cotton candy labelled “all natural” and you thinking it’s healthy. No, something…

The End.

The End.