We live in a world obsessed with production and prestige, with visibility and audience appeal, so it isn’t surprising that a woman who is working full time at raising children sometimes feels ‘less than’ other women-that she is ‘just a mom.’ It is work that is largely unrecognized and rarely, if ever, glamorous; work that …
Mention carrot cake at my house and someone will inevitably recall ‘the carrot cake incident.’ One year for my birthday, my husband came home with a grocery store carrot cake. In my mind, carrot cake was definitely not for birthdays, and his bringing it home showed a lack of understanding of proper birthday etiquette at …
In the musical presentation, “Lamb of God*,” at the very darkest moment of the last week of Jesus Christ’s life-the death of Jesus on the cross, his mother, Mary, sings: He who healed our sorrows, here was bruised and broken. He whose love no end knows, here was forsaken, left all alone. Here despair cries …
Just before the last week of His mortal life, Jesus was sent word that His friend, Lazarus, was desperately sick. Jesus, knowing what was to come, delayed His return to Judea, and Lazarus died before He came. When Jesus came to the home of Lazarus, his sisters were grief stricken and both said essentially the …
Several weeks ago I watched my 16 year-old daughter, Paige, sing a beautiful solo in a church meeting. Her voice is rich and pure (even to those who aren’t her mother!) and she has worked hard to train it well. She stood with poise and confidence and sang with love and conviction. If you had …
