Every Christmas I am reminded of the gift that imperfection can be. I don’t mean that I look on the bright side and make lemonade out of lemons. No positive thinking or mental wrangling is required. Every Christmas I am reminded of the literal gift (“Here, this is for you!  Open it!! Isn’t it cool?  … More Imperfect

I believe that, for most of my life so far, I have been the primary potter with my own clay. I have shaped much of my own destiny. God might see this differently. God might be giving me the divine eye roll right now. But it’s what I think – that, for better or for … More Clay