Sorting through forgotten letters and old photographs, I found this little story written by my mother in about 1963. Since she gave it the title “What Does Christmas Mean to You?”, I wonder if she had written it for a local newspaper or maybe to present to her ladies prayer group. Either way, you will want to grab a cup of hot …
By: Carrie Vipperman “And I, when I came to you, brothers, did not come proclaiming to you the testimony of God with lofty speech or wisdom. For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified. And I was with you in weakness and in fear and much trembling, and my speech and my message were …
We are a gaming family. Spades. Fishbowl. Catch Phrase. When we get together, our activities often include board games. Over the years of competition, our individual personalities come out. Some play to win. Others play to giggle. To the annoyance of the more competitive, I’m in the latter category. I participate to tell and hear funny stories. The …
Since my family won’t all be together this Christmas, indulge me a moment as I interview our four oldest grandchildren across the miles…. What is your favorite part of Christmas? Joshua (age 7) – “Opening presents! Oooo and playing in the snow!” Felicity (age 4) – “Opening stockings!!” Noah (age 8) – “Eating cinnamon rolls for breakfast ‘cause it’s really …
As I read the Christmas story afresh this year, two questions reverberate within me. “How shall I know?” and “How can this be?” Zachariah, an elderly priest asked the first (Luke 1:18). Mary, a simple, teenaged girl, the second (Luke 1:34). Obviously Zachariah was a man of prayer for the angel assured him, “Your petition has …
Glory to God and Peace toward men. Isn’t it funny how we spend most of our lives trying to reverse the order? We glorify man and expect God to be at peace with our action. We garner glory for beauty, creativity, wisdom, and skill — all gifts given to us by heaven’s grace. We struggle between a lack of …
Who has time to blog when there is so much fun going on?
This one is best when you have the tune to Julie Andrew’s “My Favorite Things” in your head. Santa with pandas and reindeer on ramen Plastic poinsettias and breakfast of salmon Clerks dressed like elves in their red and green bling Christmas in Taiwan, a favorite thing. Mock snow on windows and shiny foil displays Fake trees of purple …
In case you haven’t checked in to Hungry For More in a while, you may want to catch up with the previous parts of this story before jumping into this one. Here is part one and part two. ————————- Mother’s story picked up where she’d left off, “As the little girl rocked her new baby, she remembered the story of baby …
(If you missed Part 1 of my mother’s story, start here). —————————— “At first, Mama and Papa didn’t notice her standing there, but something about the wonder on her face caught their eye as the little girl surveyed the room. She wasn’t staring at the decorations because there were none in their plain, country home. There was no wreath on …
