CANDACE COFER

One of my favorite things to do at Christmas time is read children's stories. Maybe there's more to this...

Reflecting on this last season - a season of patience - makes me realize the embrace/wrestle relationship I have with patience...

From homeless to community, from prisoner to freedom, from addiction to purpose - all because God relentlessly pursues the one He loves.

Sometimes, the surface is a mask. Often, there's a lot more beneath the surface if we date have the courage to look.

Never have I ever said, "I have chills." But now, I get to eat my words. Evidence of God's faithfulness brings a lot more than chills.

Having fridge rights is a beautiful thing. It means we're in. We don't have to dress nice or say the right things. It means we belong.

What's with the Christmas trees, y'all? They're not cheap. They hurt. Not easily to put up or tear down. Why do we go to all the effort?

We prepare for Christmas by lighting our roofs, trees and homes with lots and lots of lights. What's the big deal with all the lights?

Home for the Holidays - how can four little words strike such an emotional chord within us? Why does this little phrase have so much power?

Contentment and thankfulness - what can we learn from those on our on our street corners and resting behind buildings in our towns?