by Chris Maxwell | Dec 20, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
This time of year carries a strange ache. We remember what was. We miss who isn’t here. We hold memories that both comfort and sting. The scent of pine. The glow of lights. The same old songs that still make us cry. Memory is holy ground. It takes us back—to...
by Chris Maxwell | Dec 8, 2025 | Blog
You can feel it in the air. The slow shift. The eager waiting. The world hums with hope. Lights begin to appear on porches. Music returns to the airwaves. Our hearts remember what they almost forgot—the story that never grows old. Christmas is coming. But not...
by Chris Maxwell | Dec 2, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
The dishes are done. The house is quiet. The leftovers have become reminders. Reminders of time. Reminders of grace. The rush slows, but reflection remains. We start thinking of what’s next—December, Advent, Christmas. But something inside us still lingers in...
by Chris Maxwell | Nov 27, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
Remembering past Thanksgivings. Appreciating present ones. The table is full. So are our hearts. So are our stories. The noise of laughter and conversation fills the room. Plates clatter. Candles flicker. Someone tells a story that everyone’s already heard, and still,...
by Chris Maxwell | Nov 18, 2025 | Blog, Book Excerpts
The Last Day of Classes The last day of classes always sneaks up on us. We count the weeks. We count the hours. And suddenly, we’re counting memories. The halls echo differently today. There’s laughter, yes. But also sighs. A sense of something ending. A strange...
by Chris Maxwell | Nov 12, 2025 | Blog
I asked the students in my spiritual formation class who would volunteer to pray a specific way in a room where we had gathered. The place was significant. I told a little of the story—the history, the purpose of that room. I thought it would be an ideal location to...
