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…
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Streams in the Desert
Just imagine… You are awakened at 4 am by the yowling prayer call, and jump out of bed to awaken the others. Grabbing a yogurt, a water bottle, and your sunglasses, you hurry through the pre-dawn streets towards Cafe Aroma. It’s still closed, but you join fellow students on the steps and are regaled with…
More quotes from Michael Phillips
After the intense articles published in the last couple weeks, we are going to take a breather for a few days with some lighter fare. But the first few weeks of March should prove fun: I (Natalie) am going to visit Lanier and we will do our best to write some joint posts! When I…
The Gentleman in the Pith Helmet – Part Two
Here are a few ways that God prepared me to be an ambassador for Him without my realizing it…and a few ways that I want Him to help me further. 1. Keeping track of the process by which God led me and then actually got me here. It helps when things get bumpy. 2. My…
Merry Christmas!
Because of a combination of computer troubles (I’m limping on a diff computer since my main one can’t get online, I don’t have access to my cache of posts I had ready) and the business of my brother’s birthday and Christmas, I am saying goodbye until December 26th. Have a wonderful Christmas–enjoy your family, worship…
Robert
I had never watched a soldier fold a flag and hand it to a friend of my mother’s. I had never witnessed a 21-gun salute that moved me to tears. I had never heard Taps played for someone I knew. Until last Friday. Our friend Robert was promoted two weeks ago. Promoted from marching at…
