Theological Essays, Devotionals, and Spiritual Naval-Gazing
It’s the night before Christmas, and all through the night, the knitter is frantically casting off tight. She’s wrapped all her gifts like a good little elf, And she’s so flippin’ ready to knit for herself. My hope in designing a pattern to be released in conjunction with Christmas was to have something fun, pretty, … More Behind the Design: Holly & Ivy Mittens
As a child, growing up in the Roman Catholic church, we always celebrated Advent. This is partially because I was a serious pyro child, so I got excited whenever there were matches and candles involved. (I still can’t believe Mom was letting me light the prayer candles at age 6. She is a brave woman.) … More Behind the Design: Advent Wreath Hat
What are your first associations with the word “comfort”? Comfort food? A big hug? A security blanket? Something you never got? Knitters know a thing or two about tangible comforts. We like to wrap ourselves and our loved ones up in wool, and we like to curl up on a cold winter’s night with a … More Advent 4 – Comfort Ye
When I lost my second pregnancy, way too many people knew about it. As a result, a lot of very kind people really wanted to help me. They were lovely – they cooked us meals, tried to give comforting words, and were very kind and gracious. A few times, someone well-meaning said something really stupid. … More Advent 3 – On Helping Others Mourn
We all have those days. In the wake of my loss, I found ways to move on, eventually. It changed me forever, but I wasn’t sad anymore. But there are still bad days. Fewer and farther between, but still bad. They’re usually triggered by something, some reminder, some event, that makes me come face to … More Snowing Just for Me
What do you think of when you think of “Advent?” I can’t look into your mind, and perhaps you’re much more original than me, but here’s what I think of. It’s almost Christmas! It’s the beginning of the Christian year, time to find that new Ordo calendar. A wreath with three purple candles and one … More Advent 1 – Associations
This is our story of grief. This is a necessary prequel for what I’ll be writing about Advent; for an explanation of why, see this post. Innocence. I was so happy. Jared was terrified out of his mind, but I was unspeakably happy. I didn’t realize how much I had longed for a child until … More Loss and Waiting
Grief took everything that was holding my world together and disjointed it from itself. My cognitive structure was fractured, like a skeleton discovered by an archaeologist, laid neatly on a table, but with no joints touching anymore. This disconnect seemed to take a while to set in, but it happened in an instant. What took … More Though He Slay Me – A Preface
This is a poem that I wrote in my head over the course of several migraines. If you think it’s depressing, I apologize. I think it’s hilarious, and it cheers me up. This is for all those fellow headache-sufferers out there, most of whom probably have more legit reasons for your pain than being dehydrated. … More Eating Toast in the Dark
It was a dark and stormy night, and of course timing required that we drive from Highland to Reisterstown at the time of night with maximum traffic on the Baltimore beltway. We still managed to arrive our destination forty-five minutes early, because we’d left two hours for that thirty-mile traverse. We weren’t going to mess … More Funny Humans
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