by Emily P Freeman | Mar 29, 2012 | faith
Browsing on Facebook, I saw a picture of a lovely girl I graduated with from my high school in Michigan. Her husband died last year, leaving her with three young kids to bring up in the world. This keeps me up at night sometimes, this fear. Yet there she was, perhaps...
by Emily P Freeman | Mar 21, 2012 | faith
He said he wanted to plant a tree in the center of our cul-de-sac. He talked about it for weeks, stared into the nothing with only his imagination to advise him. But then one day, he pulled into the cozy circle where we do life with a small tree in the back of a pick...
by Emily P Freeman | Jan 9, 2012 | breathe
Last July, I began to count the gifts. There are a sea of black journals on my bookshelf, but this one is red and I wanted it that way. I want to think thankfulness when I see that flash of color. Ann invites us to share our gifts in community, counting one by one....
by Emily P Freeman | Dec 24, 2011 | faith
“In opting to celebrate His birthday in Bethlehem in such low-key fashion, Jesus revealed himself free from public opinion, from fear of what others might say or think. Jesus is the incarnation of the Father’s freedom. Paradoxically, while the freedom of...
by Emily P Freeman | Nov 29, 2011 | Tuesdays Unwrapped
Sometimes I love this life too much. I revel in her gifts, long for what I can’t have, grasp for what I’m losing, think real life and happiness are found in all the gifts rather than the Giver. Other times, I long for heaven so badly I think my heart might...
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