Tag: illustrated

May God Bless You and Keep You | Sarah Raymond Cunningham

For over two years, the only library books we brought home were ones we’d put on hold. We were ridiculous about this, of course, and still managed to bring dozens of books home, one heavy […]

The Biggest Story Bible Storybook | Kevin DeYoung

When our girls were little and some of them still didn’t exist, having a baby every two or three years felt just our speed. We weren’t a four-under-four-sized family; we were a pace-yourselves-and-aim-for-one-in-diapers-at-a-time family. Clothes […]

The Awesome Super Fantastic Forever Party | Joni Eareckson Tada

One night at sleepover, a friend asked, “What do you think heaven will be like?” A second friend chimed in wistfully, her voice sleepy and half-muffled by her pillow: “I think it will be like […]

Tiny, Perfect Things | M.H. Clark

A few weeks ago my eldest daughter turned fourteen, and we celebrated by taking a ferry to the peninsula (if you picture Washington state as a mitten, I explained to my younger girls, we traveled […]

The Apostles’ Creed | Ben Myers

My youngest daughter is in kindergarten which means that, when I teach art in her class, I get to hang out with kindergartners, who are some of the best people I know. By the time […]

The Easter Story | Antonia Jackson

I love an Easter picture book that find an unexpected way into the story. But I love, too, an Easter picture book that tells the story itself, simply and beautifully, and that places readers (children […]

Bare Tree and Little Wind | Mitali Perkins

A few weeks ago I gave my pilea—a peppy little houseplant, with leaves that seem to float in the air like lilypads—a trim. By which I mean, I cut it down, all but an inch-high […]

The Big Wide Welcome | Trillia Newbell

If you’ve ever spent time on a playground, you know “Can I play, too?” is a loaded question. Some days, it’s met with warmth and welcome—and other days with, “Nope! There’s no room in our […]

Chirri and Chirra, The Rainy Day | Kaya Doi

When you live with little girls (and, I presume, little boys—though I wouldn’t know and could not verify this fact), the veil between the real and imagined world is thin. The other day my five-year-old […]

The King’s Feast | Elizabeth Harwell

“We’re meeting in the office after the service, right?” This from an elder who caught up with me before church. Ah! Were we? I had lost the thread of an email exchange between our family […]