The polls are open, the herds are flocking, the propagandists are yakking, the candidates are sweating, the fortune tellers are celebrating (or self-destructing). And in Meadville, Pennsylvania, the sheriff’s office takes a holiday. This is singularly unfortunate considering that Shari did not have the holiday in mind, and must contact this office for one missing …
Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life (Prov 13:12). Confession: When I found this one, I fell hard. It was a big old home on Hunter Road, tall and square and weathered gray—huge beautiful windows and a wraparound, falling-down porch. Needs work. Sitting vacant. Ryan …
November 4 is a golden day in Zook history—the day Jesus fulfilled our impossible dream. Once upon a time, our family lived on a little brick street in Meadville, Pennsylvania. It was a darling little street, daffodils in the spring, fresh grass all summer, salmon and flame leaves in the fall, deep cold drifts through …
My friend Janelle Glick is back, after having spent significant time this week researching and pondering. Here are her concluding thoughts and questions. Plug in! She writes– ***** Confession: Sometimes my statements of practice are built on comfortable ignorance. So I spent some hours this week reading about the origins of Halloween. I read articles …
My post last week on Halloween sparked a series of private conversations with my friend Janelle Glick. Janelle hails from the city of Waterloo, Ontario. She’s a former school teacher, present curriculum writer, wife of a musician, mother of three, seeker of Jesus. I asked her to write a guest post, sharing her thoughts on …
Confession: This time of year, I cannot go to the store without feeling ashamed for humanity. I don’t get it. I consider Americans (the ones I meet in my small city) to be humane, civil, and compassionate. What possesses us, that this one month of the year we otherwise-sane human beings suddenly find gore and …
Confession: I’m breaking an internal vow. I had decided not to post pictures of any birthday cakes I make for my kids. This is supposed to be a confessions site, not a brag page. Yes? But here I am doing it, for this reason: if you like decorating cakes, you have to try fondant! Fondant …
Confession: I find ladies’ parties irresistible, especially when they celebrate life. This week I hosted one to celebrate the coming of an unborn baby, first child of my friend Kayla. Here are some things I am (slowly) learning about the hosting bit: Ask for help! * My …
Confession: God has been so good to us. A year ago I was packing boxes, preparing for our first move of three in eight months. I was dreaming of living in The Gray House someday, but felt like Abraham beginning a journey-with-an-unknown-destination. I put a time capsule note on the bottom of one of the …
Confession: I don’t know how to celebrate Easter. I want to make it a special holiday for my children, but I don’t know how. I want to make it more than a chocolate bunny, more than an early service at church, which both are fine, but heretofore the extent of our festivities. Isn’t heretofore a marvelous …