An Open Letter from the Pastor’s Wife

You didn’t demand my love and respect or even my presence, but through your unending and consistent love and care I’ve tasted and seen a shadow of the grace of God.

Fostering Fear….or Faith?

I don’t normally wake to crying at 4 am anymore. All three of our children sleep relatively well most nights.  Even Titus who, at 8 1/2 months is teething like a madman. However two nights ago Titus cried out a few times around 4:30 and I stared at the monitor in mild panic. Panicked, not

Advent away from Home

Last year, at this time, we were asked over and over, “are you going to home for the holidays?” “Is your family coming to visit you?” “Are you sad you’re so far away this year?”  My answer was a pretty confident and content “no” to all of the above.  Maybe it was because we had