One hundred days have come and gone. Bits and pieces flicker in and out of the news like a radio station gone fuzzy. Israel hangs in there, accumulating international criticism as they clear buildings one by one. Gaza is starving and shattered; the Golan on a hair-trigger. More violence in Jordan this week leaves the … Continue reading A God I have not Known
Author: Brianna
Kindling the Light
This morning I woke up to two little voices in the kitchen gleefully reminding their dad, “Tonight is the first night of Hanukkah!” What a sweet sound to start my day with. We began celebrating Hanukkah in our own way a few years ago, and although I had not recently reminded the kids of its … Continue reading Kindling the Light
Of Garlic and Israel
It’s November 1, and I planted the garlic today. Flurries laid on the ground in the shadows, leftovers from yesterday’s first dusting. Warm sun hung above me, but the air was cold. It’s time. Unfortunately, the timing is rough this year because I’m also battling a case of pneumonia right now. In a few days … Continue reading Of Garlic and Israel
On Running and Hot Glue
This week I ran my first 5k. It wasn't a race, and I'm not training for anything. My 12 year old wants to improve his running, and since we don't feel comfortable with him running around town on his own, I went with him. I don't love running, but I'm thankful to be in decent … Continue reading On Running and Hot Glue
To Every Generation
A Letter to the Generations to Come: By now you have likely made it through all the pieces of this collection. Some of you are alive in this moment as I type these words, too young and innocent yet to appreciate these works for yourself. Others have yet to be born and will come to … Continue reading To Every Generation
Two Precious Stones 