Going Gray (or Blue)

About a year ago I decided to give in. No, I decided to embrace. Gray. I've never looked back. But I was more than ready. Read on as dear friend, Leslie Leyland Fields processes her feelings about gray ... and more. Elisa Going Gray (or Blue) at 62 By Leslie Leyland Fields I didn't sleep last night. I was anxious, fitful. It wasn't politics or global warming or the 200 pages of essays I needed to edit, though all of these perfectly respectable causes for insomnia were on my mind. But it was something else: I was obsessed with going gray. Was it a fantasy, anticipating liberation from the drug store box, the stained towels, the end of the skunk-like stripe emerging from the part of my black h

Listen for the Hope

This carol is based on a poem written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. He penned the poem on Christmas Day, 1863, during the American Civil War. This honest depiction of hope in the midst of despair resonates throughout the centuries at Christmas. We celebrate the reality that God is not dead, and that he came at Christmas to redeem our broken world. Elisa Christmas Bells By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken song Of peace on earth, good-will to men! Till ringing,

Baby Jesus

Baby Jesus By Elisa Morgan Every year when I pull out Christmas decorations, I find one box containing multiple nativities that I've collected over the years. Confession: I'm not so much into the fancy-filigreed, gold-glittered versions that make Jesus look like the real king that he is. Somehow, I find their "other-than-ness" off-putting. I prefer the homespun. My favorite is a cotton ball baby Jesus atop a mound of decorative straw, pipe cleaner halo raised above his head by a stretched-out paper clip. What comes to mind with the phrase, "Baby Jesus"? Sweetness? Innocence? Christmas? How about this: God in all His glory, squished into a baby? It's startling to consider the idea of God, Him

Find Joy in Waiting

What are you waiting for? And how well are you waiting? Laura Savage-Rains turns our attention to a surprising woman who waited well. Elisa Find Joy in the Waiting By Laura Savage-Rains Are there any yummy smells coming from your oven these days? Do you find it hard to wait to bite into a treat? The anticipation is almost as good as the taste itself! Other waiting periods can be painful and long. Waiting for a diagnosis. Waiting to have a child. Waiting for God to bring you a husband. Waiting for a job. I know a little about waiting. Some of the painful waiting for me included listening to my biological clock tick tock away the opportunity for motherhood as I watched my thirties and early fo

Money and Ministry

It's oh-so-easy to let our need to earn money for practical living reasons take over the work we love - and are called to do. Read on as Elisabeth Klein directs our thoughts. Elisa Money and Ministry By Elisabeth Klein You can't pay the bills with a Facebook message from a reader that says, "Keep going, you're telling my story, thank you!" Though my heart sure gets paid with those, don't get me wrong. As an entrepreneur who loves Jesus, I struggle with reconciling the fact that my financial fruit and my spiritual fruit do not always match, that my reward does not always equal my hustle. But I need it to. And I want it to. There, I said it. To be clear, making money is not ALL I care about wh

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