Review: God Is in the Manger by Dietrich Bonhoeffer

There are only two places where the powerful and great in this world lose their courage, tremble in the depths of their souls, and become truly afraid. These are the manger and the cross of Jesus Christ. I've been reading an Advent devotional this year, God Is in the Manger: Reflections on Advent and Christmas by Dietrich Bonhoeffer. I had heard the name Bonhoeffer before, but didn't really know much about him. Bonhoeffer, born in 1906, was a German Lutheran pastor. He became part of the resistance movement against Nazism and was arrested in 1943 for his participation in a plot to assassinate Hitler. He was executed in April 1945.  He left behind many writings, letters, lectures, papers and his diaries that show his theology clearly. This devotional brings together bits of those sources and, combined with scripture, highlights several of Bonhoeffer's beliefs: "that Christ expresses strength best through weakness, that faith is more important than the beguiling trappings of religion,...
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Festival of Lights

I love Christmas lights, and happily my husband does too. He hung ours outside the Saturday after Thanksgiving and they'll be lit every night through New Years. Some evenings during the month we take a little extra time and drive through some of the neighborhoods in our town that tend to have the best light displays, oohing and aahing appropriately. The lights highlight of the season though has to be our annual trip down to Oglebay's Festival of Lights in Wheeling, WV. This year, David and I, along with Amber and one of her friends, headed down. It's been a busy month, so we went on a Saturday evening, maybe not the best choice, since it was packed, but that's okay. It's a six mile drive with over 70 displays, some old favorites like the the poinsettia wreath and snowflake arches and some brand new this year, like the carousel. There's Snoopy and Cinderella, goofy golfers and giant snowmen. The gardens, beautiful...
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Review: Peter and Wendy by J. M. Barrie

It's been 100 years since Peter and Wendy by J. M. Barrie was first published, so it seemed only appropriate that I finally get around to reading this children's classic with Amber (11). I knew the basic story, mainly from the Disney movie, and Peter Pan is just as daring and fun as I pictured, but for me the movie wins. Peter Pan, the boy who never grows up, lives in Neverland but visits London occasionally and it is during one of those visits that he meets the Darling children and eventually whisks them off to Neverland to live with the Lost Boys, Peter's tribe of children. Wendy is to be their mother. Of course in a land of Indians and mermaids, fairies and pirates, adventures abound. The sad part is that some kids books I just don't get. They should be magical and light-hearted, but to me this one just fell flat. The writing is beautiful, if a little dated, but...
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Take Me Away to Haida Gwaii

I do most of my traveling through the books I read. I've been to Asia and Africa, seen the castles of Europe and the rainforests of South America, across America and Down Under, but sometimes a setting just grabs me, makes me fall in love with a place I may never get to see. Haida Gwaii is one of those places. I'm currently listening to The Brutal Telling by Louise Penny and Chief Inspector Gamache, the main character, has taken a short trip to the Queen Charlotte Islands In British Columbia. The islands were officially renamed  after the book was published, becoming Haida Gwaii, which means "People of the Island" in the native language. I know that when I get around to reviewing the book, I'll concentrate on the characters, the plot, and the main setting, the small town of Three Pines, so I wanted to take minute to talk about this beautiful land, one that, at least from the story...
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Flash Fiction: She Was Back

Today's flash fiction picture is just screaming YA urban fantasy, not a genre I'm very familiar with, but I gave it a shot anyway. She Was Back She was back, and this time they would play by her rules. She had tried it her mother's way, blending in, being good, a typical teenager. She was done. Jake had shown her it was impossible to hide any more. He had pushed too far, thought himself irresistible, not believed her refusals. She had had no choice. When he first saw the blue streaks of power radiating from her hands, he had just stared at her in amazement. Then, they hit him in the chest and the last thing he saw was her smile. She had torched the body. And knew she couldn't contain herself any longer. She walked into the high school, along with the masses, but she could feel the stares. She looked the same as she always did, shirt just a little too...
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Thursday’s Tale: The Christmas Rose

"The Christmas Rose" is a sweet legend telling how the Christmas rose got its name. The story goes that on a dark cold night, Madelon, a shepherdess, saw a procession of Magi passing by her snow- covered field with their gift of gold, frankincense and myrrh for the Christ Child. Even the other shepherds heading to the stable took gifts of honey and fruits. Madelon longed to go and worship, too, but she had no gift to give. She searched the countryside for even a single flower to offer, but found none since the weather had been so cold and harsh. Finally she started crying and just then an angel passing over her over her saw her sadness, stopped, stopped down to the ground and brushed the snow. There, in the snow, sprung up a beautiful cluster of waxen white winter roses with pink tipped petals. The angel whispered to the girl that these flowers were more precious than any...
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