At the start of the year, when I returned to a more consistent blogging schedule and began making plans for what my content would look like in the coming months, I automatically ...
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At the start of the year, when I returned to a more consistent blogging schedule and began making plans for what my content would look like in the coming months, I automatically ...
I sometimes wonder why God doesn’t make Himself more obvious. It’s not that He hasn’t done quite a bit of that already: creation testifies to His existence; Scripture proclaims His deity; amd ...
If you read my last Lately post, you know that January 30 would have been my maternal grandmother’s 100th birthday. Born in Kempton, Germany, in 1925, Alwine Dietel Obergefell didn’t have an ...
Last week Charleston let me know that he was done with winter. In fact, he said, he really never wants anything to do with winter once his birthday is over. His birthday ...
Today—January 30, 2025—would have been my grandmother’s one hundredth birthday. Sadly, she passed away just over a year ago and never got to see this milestone. But I’m thinking of Oma today, ...
Growing up in a small family, the holidays were always quiet affairs. I loved our intimate gatherings and relished my role as one of just two kids at every celebration (though I ...
I have a longstanding tradition of ending each year with a Highlights post, reflecting on the big moments of the year and highlighting a few favorites from the previous twelve months. I’m ...
What did I learn in 2024? Everything, and also nothing. How can I possibly consolidate the lessons of such a momentous year into a few hundred words? In this year of significant ...
December is always a (ribbon-fested, sugar-loaded) whirlwind, and this year—with Thanksgiving coming closer to Christmas—it felt especially quick. Our family had a full and joyful season, and I’m excited to be recapping ...
Moonlight steamed through the window, casting a frosty glow across the patchwork bedspread tucked tightly around my twelve-year-old frame. Downstairs our grandfather clock sang out eleven hearty gongs, and I could hear ...