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Emotional Baggage: We've All Got It

I think everyone has emotional baggage. The really heavy stuff doesn’t start till you hit teenage years and young adult years. After a certain point it is impossible to remain “innocent” and baggage-fr…
Post-Christmas Blues: What to Do in the Holiday Aftermath

"I don't have to share today," the five year old boy announced as he pounced into the living room, narrowly escaping a disastrous collision with the 10-foot tall Christmas tree."Why is that?" I asked. He responded, "Bec…
My Favorite Christmas: A Cabin Christmas

My mom has always wanted to escape to a rustic log cabin for Christmas. It’s always appealed to her as cozy and festive. I wanted to make that wish happen last year, so I got in contact with a man from our church w…
Homesickness and Longing

I saw a picture the other day of a place remembered long ago, when just a lad. Funny about nostalgia, memories wiped cleaned, filled with raw, beautiful emotions, with undertows of pain. It is like remembering a place…
Scribbles in a Notebook

By Dean Lusk This morning I found a notebook of mine with a few scribbles in it. I believe they were notes from a youth workers' meeting several years ago when I was on staff at Wall Highway. Some quotes are apparent…
Rockin' Around Epiphany

By Dean Lusk I think I come across as an anti-traditionalist, but I'm really just typically against tradition for the sake of tradition. In so many cases that's harmful and counter-productive. Given that, it seems od…
Grateful: Reflections on the Holiday

By Amy at Make Me a Mary It was a really good day. I love how the land takes on that pasture-like character as we get closer and I know I’m almost home. Then, how the kids make a run for the front door when we&rsqu…
My Favorite Christmas Morning Memory

Guest post submitted by AshleyKnowsChristmas is almost here, and so is the beginning of a new year into a new presidency, an uncertain economy, and well, life just fast forwards ahead into the unknown. I remember a few…