I’ve been going to church my whole life. I grew up in the church; my parents grew up in the church. There’s a lineage of grace there. I’ve been blessed to be raised this way and I look forward to raising my own kids this way. (Whenever that is.)
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Why I Dream of a White Christmas
The snow outside on Christmas morning is a reminder of what makes us clean—what makes us pure as snow.
Decking all of the Halls
Our house looks the most like home when it’s decorated for Christmas. My fondest and most vivid memories of childhood come out the holiday season, which is probably why Christmas feels like home. There are certain decorations that my parents have owned since I was baby, and they give me profound nostalgia.