Come, Lord Jesus

I achingly remember last year’s Christmas. I remember feeling like I could fall to pieces at any second. And I did, once we got home. Christmas Eve began a series of nights where I laid in bed, shattered and weeping. I remember apologizing to my husband (whose mother was in the hospital) and I asked … More Come, Lord Jesus

Stay

I’ve always been able to enter into the season of Advent fairly easily. As the days got shorter and weather colder, I felt free to give myself permission to join with Mary’s soul in the joyful expectation of our Lord’s birth and also the Second Coming. I fed off of the anticipation and appreciated the … More Stay