Alone at Christmas

A Prayer at Christmas for the Disconnected

A Prayer at Christmas for the Disconnected

Christmas hits the newcomer hard when roots are shallow and short, and the new community we’ve been plopped down in, is cold. If only my family was here, you say to yourself, then I could enter into the holidays with joy. I remember the sadness when my husband and I lived in Wheaton, Illinois. My husband was […]

A Prayer at Christmas for the Disconnected

A Prayer at Christmas for the Disconnected

Christmas hits the newcomer hard when roots are shallow and short, and the new community we’ve been plopped down in, is cold. If only my family was here, you say to yourself, then I could enter into the holidays with joy. I remember the sadness when my husband and I lived in Wheaton, Illinois. My […]

Dreaming of a Far Away Christmas

  The phone rang. My brother on the other end sat in a hot tub as he talked to me. Evidently the weather had been better to him in California that to us in West Michigan. Rub it in, Brother. I could hardly open the front door for all the snow piled up against it. […]