I saw this photo of a father with arms stretched wide. It stopped me cold. A young boy sprinting toward his dad, joy exploding on his face....

Here we are -- the third Sunday of Advent. The Sunday of Joy. Not the loud, confetti-throwing kind (though I’m not opposed!)—but the kind th...

Okay -- so I am pondering the thoughts of Mary again. Consider this -- she is eight months pregnant. Eight. Months. Pregnant. And Joseph wal...

  Yesterday, in my blog, I focused on the news from the angel, Gabriel to Mary -- and the awesome yet trepidatious knowledge of carrying Bab...

Mary was just a teenage girl in a quiet town -- no spotlight, no social media following, no impressive resume. Just ordinary days, family ro...

I still remember my own two little ones when they were toddlers -- and later my Nana treasures — those bright-eyed grandchildren with their...

Saturday night, we literally followed THE STAR! Not a twinkle on top of a tree -- not a glittering yard decoration -- but THE Star — Jesus. ...

  Yesterday marked the second Sunday of Advent — the Sunday of Hope and Faith. Two candles now glow on the Advent wreath, and two themes shi...

  Every December, I set out my nativity scenes — all dozen-plus of them — but this year -- something sweet caught my eye. Nearly every set s...

Last weekend at Epiphany Ranch felt a little like stepping inside a hymn like "To God be the Glory" or "How Great Thou Art...

If there were ever a season that calls for a different spirit, it’s Christmas. And no, I don’t mean the decorating-till-midnight kind of spi...

If Jesus had stayed in heaven, no one could have blamed Him. Glory beyond imagination. Worship without end. Angels on standby. No sickness, ...

These two magnets — each gently reminding us to “Keep Christ in Christmas” — were gifts from dear friends. They now hold a place of honor on...

I spoke about Advent yesterday but I am leaning in even more! By the way, Happy Advent, dear friends! There’s a sweetness in the air this t...

Yesterday was the first Sunday of Advent — the doorway into the most beautiful story ever told. And while the world around us seems to sprin...

Some mornings don’t just dawn -- they unfold like a love letter from the Lord. Yesterday was one of those mornings. It was just my daughter...

Thanksgiving Day is behind us, but Carl and I packed our bags with joy and headed straight into a Thanksgiving life -- destination: Epiphany...

Here we are -- the day after Thanksgiving. The dishes were washed, the leftovers were stacked in the fridge and the cooks of America finally...