grief for the Holy Child

a sword would pierce my side, he said. he spoke nothing of my heart. how it would be ripped apart seeing Him hung, dangle on that tree, listening to blasphemy hurled upon my Boy. to them, His pain was politics. the death of a Dream. a Man who gave dinner. a Leader. a Sinner. a ...

it’s that time again…

so, i have the kids in the car… and we are doing the stop/start shuffle through lights as we go down the road. my 4 year old pops up from the back seat, “momma, why is the statue of lizardy waving at me?” man, if you think about it, this world has to be confusing ...

music man is at it again…

09. March 2017 home&family, music 0
so, if you have read my blog for a while, you know that my hubs is a pretty musically-inclined kinda guy. (as in, he is a musical wonder man.) recently, he has been on a bit of a publishing kick, cranking out new music left and right. there is actually a new piece that he ...