I’m a Colts fan. Not one of those crazy stand-in-the-snow and paint your body blue and white kind of fans.  But I do own a Colts Snuggie.  And I am NOT sharing a photo of that! Truth is, this year was rough for the Colts.  In Week 7, we tied the Dolphins for the third worst loss in NFL history.  62-7.  At the end of the season, we ranked 28th in both offense and defense, and Special Teams came in dead last in the league. But I’m still a fan. Why?  Loyalty. Loyalty is important to me. For a long […]

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So the Word became human and made his home among us. He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness… God sent his Son into the world not to judge the world, but to save the world through him. This is my commandment: Love each other in the same way I have loved you. …I tell you the truth, when you [helped] one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!… Pure and genuine religion in the sight of God the Father means caring for orphans and widows in their distress and refusing to […]

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With the craziness of the season, Haiku seemed the right medium for today….. Then a star, a dark barn donkeys, sheep, a bed of straw emmanuel.  jesus. Now bustle.  bells.  lights.  trees. we buy, wrap, cook, decorate what would jesus do? *** It’s so easy to get caught up in the stuff. I want to let go of some of that and focus on serving instead. What one thing could you let slide this Christmas season?  Leave a comment…..

Every year since we met (with a couple exceptions…sometimes I suck at keeping up traditions), Mark and I have given each other an ornament.  Often, the ornament reflects a theme of the year, or a season in our lives.  Sometimes, it’s just cute or silly or pretty. The first Christmas after we were married, I slogged my way through a bout of major depression.  And I mean Major.  I boycotted the holidays.  I didn’t want a tree.  Mark and his sister both took a day off work, got a tree and decorated the house while I was at work. I […]

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If you are a radical Environmentalist, please stop reading.  Skip this post and come back on Thursday. ….waiting….waiting….. OK, they’re gone. It’s safe. Me: “Hi.  My name is Christine, and I’m a Tree-cutter.” You: “Hi, Christine!” Every year, we visit a local tree farm and cut our own real pine christmas tree. In my head, this happens on the day after Thanksgiving.  I think we’ve actually hit that schedule a grand total of once.  This year.   But growing up, the Day After Thanksgiving = Holy Tree Acquisition Day, so in my imagination, that’s still when we get the tree. […]

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