Imperfect Prose on Thursdays: What it means to be a writer who is a Christian (and giveaway by Jen Hatmaker)

I’m not sure but that there isn’t a time in every one’s life when we’re called–To stand up for what we believe in. But before we stand, we have to know what we believe, and before I became a wife and a mother, I didn’t really know.I didn’t know the way I would...

when is the time for love to be born? (and some printable christmas art)

this is no time for a child to be bornwith the earth betrayed by war and hateand a comet slashing the sky to warnthat time runs out and the sun burns latethat was no time for a child to be born,in a land in the crushing grip of Rome;honor and truth were trampled by...

on how our mothers save us

we’re five on a couch, eating cookies. my husband will not be pleased. i will have to vacuum, yet again. (i vacuum constantly.) but food is one thing i try not to have many rules about. it makes me happy just to see my children eat.because once upon a time, i...