I was thinking recently of a Christmas eight years ago and the miracle that happened then. As often happens around Christmastime for me, I’m reminded of past Christmases and more often than not, it’s of some painful memory … memories when family members had Christmas Eve hangovers on Christmas day and how as a child I wished more than anything…
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Loving our parents at Christmas
I was at the mall this morning, the only one in our city and as expected it was crowded with Christmas shoppers. Amidst all the faces I saw hurry by in a blur, I remember one couple – an ordinary couple who seemed to be arguing over what to get at a toy store. The man looked tough with a…
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The Peace of Christmas
It’s going to be our 11th Christmas in Czech and like most everyone else, our family is busy getting ready and celebrating the season. The days go by so fast and so we are trying to go s l o w — to quiet our soul so that we don’t miss the babe in the manger. We made gingerbread cookies last night…
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Living without our father’s approval and finding healing for our hearts
Like most everyone, I have always yearned for my father’s approval and I have memories of how I sought it as a child. For example, when I would get a new dress or outfit, I would put it on and run to show my dad. My heart desired to hear him say: you look beautiful or don’t you look nice…
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