Sherri Gragg

Juggler of words and children…collector of pottery shards

Should Christians Care About Refugees?

Refugee…policies, politics, and Presidential orders. But what about Christians and refugees? Back at the end of 2016, a video went viral of the moment a Sudanese refugee was reunited with … Continue reading

February 13, 2017 · Leave a comment

Dear Santa

Dear Santa, I have been very, very good. So good. I haven’t punched anyone who needed it and SOOOOOOO many people needed it. Even you wanted to punch them, Santa. … Continue reading

October 19, 2016 · 2 Comments

The Fortress of Uncool

I sat down ¬†and pulled my cup of coffee close for comfort, thankful that the drone of the nearby interstate was drowning out the bickering of my two ninth graders … Continue reading

October 17, 2016 · Leave a comment

We Slay

I-65, the HOV lane. Rush hour. The windows were down on the Jeep in spite of the chill in air. We were on our way home after the cross country … Continue reading

September 29, 2016 · 4 Comments

Monday Mornings and Good Intentions

I started out with good intentions. Monday mornings are great for that.  Half the coffee beans in the grinder were decaf.  The little ovals stared up at me from the … Continue reading

September 26, 2016 · 1 Comment

Netflix? Chocolate? Nah, Forgive.

You have to be kidding me! Ever felt like that? You come face to face with betrayal so outrageous that you are just left a little bit shell shocked for … Continue reading

September 19, 2016 · 6 Comments

Dear Gabby

Dear Gabby, I can’t imagine what it is like to have worked so hard for so long, and sacrificed so much to have a legion of people who have done … Continue reading

August 15, 2016 · 7 Comments

Jesus Calling: My Guest Blog Post

My oldest daughter is graduating from high school in 5 days. I am stunned how quickly the last eighteen years have slipped through my fingers. Recently, the good people at … Continue reading

May 16, 2016 · Leave a comment

The Remedy of Remembrance- Pondering the Decalogue During Lent

Years ago, I had a tiny Yorkshire Terrier, and for reasons I can’t fathom or remember now, I named her Whitney. Such an absurd name for a dog. I remember … Continue reading

March 7, 2016 · Leave a comment


The kids have left for school and I am sitting at my kitchen table, littered with junk mail and the crumbs from breakfast. The finish on the huge farm table … Continue reading

November 11, 2015 · 4 Comments