I am so glad that the Bible does not look at the people in it with rose-colored glasses. The fact that they are flawed and yet forgiven means that I can be too.
Before you all start calling me a scrooge, let me just say up front that I love my family. No, seriously, I really do. I just love them in small doses. Perhaps very small doses. Unfortunately, Thanksgiving is not a small enough dose…
Once upon a time I knew everything. Once upon a time I was indestructible. Once upon a time the entire world revolved around me. But then I started to get older and, apparently, dumber.
The thing that I really love about this truth when it comes to Christmas is that there are some very unique smells I associate with the holiday season.
Why do good things happen to bad people?
I will admit that it is not easy to avoid playing favorites.
Not every Christmas is this beautiful fairy tale of candy canes and mistletoe.
Anything that can be burned must be burned…
Everything can be burned.
What do you do when your family starts to get on your nerves?