Baking My Way into My Son’s World

The house smells of toasted pecans and butter. Outside, the sky hangs heavy and gray with cold – perfect for baking in a warm, well-lit kitchen. In one hour, I will leave to pick up my son from preschool and I will carry his wheelchair and his then-five-year-old self up the stairs and into this homey scene. “The cookies are nothing special,” I will say if anyone asks – my polite way of not giving

Holiday Self-Esteem and Insecure Kings (Sunday Thoughts Link Up #51)

MATTHEW 2:7-8  7 Then Herod called the Magi secretly and found out from them the exact time the star had appeared. 8 He sent them to Bethlehem and said, “Go and search carefully for the child. As soon as you find him, report to me, so that I too may go and worship him.” MATTHEW 2:13-16 13 When they had gone, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream. “Get up,” he said, “take the child and his