We always had lutefisk for Christmas dinner after which Dad read from the Norwegian Bible.

My father was Catholic my mother was Protestant and because of that I got Christened in both churches so I've got all these names... but my Dad always called me Mick.

I was born in Corpus Christi Texas the youngest of four girls including my oldest sister Lisa who has special needs. My mom was a special education teacher and my dad worked on the Army base. We weren't wealthy but we were determined to succeed.

I came up poor. My mother only had a fourth-grade education. My dad didn't have any education at all. But they were very structured. They worked hard. You know they didn't complain. They didn't murmur. And they believe in the Christ.

Our last jam session was this past Christmas. Dad played his harmonica mom sang in English and Italian and I played guitar. I'm so happy that we could share that musical experience for one last time.

Like my dad I have a Christmas party most years. I like to celebrate and see as many people as possible.

My mum was raised Jewish my dad is very scientifically minded and my school was vaguely Christian. We sang hymns in school. I liked the hymns bit but apart from that I can take it or leave it. So I had lots of different influences when I was younger.

I was born in 1968 just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.

It was you know probably 80 degrees out in L.A. and my dad took me outside and there was snow. At the time I thought 'Every kid doesn't have snow in their backyard on Christmas?'

My parents were kind of over protective people. Me and my sister had to play in the backyard all the time. They bought us bikes for Christmas but wouldn't let us ride in the street we had to ride in the backyard. Another Christmas my dad got me a basketball hoop and put it in the middle of the lawn! You can't dribble on grass.

My dad is still Christian Scientist. My mom's not and I'm not. But I believe in God and that there's a higher power and an intelligence that's bigger than us and that we can rely on. It's not just us thinking we are the ones in control of everything. That idea gives me support.

Resignation is the courage of Christian sorrow.

Throughout the years many Christian women have told me of their great respect for the bravery and courage evident in my work perhaps even gesturing to their own Isis earrings or a Nile River Goddess pendants.

A Christian high school is just like any other high school in the sense of the politics and all of these levels of who's cool and what to wear.

I was the only Christian on the cast but that was cool because we all respected each others talent and mostly they respected me a lot even though I was the only Christian.

It is a weird feeling to have people go 'Hey Chris' like they know me. But number one 99 percent of my experiences have been really cool. People couldn't be nicer and more positive.

Come Christmas Eve we usually go to my mom and dad's. Everybody brings one gift and then we play that game when we all steal it from each other. Some are really cool others are useful and some are a bit out there.

People look at me and see a calm cool guy on the sidelines and I want them to know that my Christian faith affects my coaching and everything I do.

The interest in the supernatural in a very generic sense and in the spiritual is not in itself a factor that helps the communication of the Christian faith.

Christians should be ready for a change because Jesus was the greatest changer in history.

Well what was called the blessed hope of the Bible is that one day Jesus Christ would come back again start a whole new era that this world order that we know it would change into something that would be wonderful that we'd call the millennium.

Christians are supposed not merely to endure change nor even to profit by it but to cause it.

Once I accepted Christ I immediately had peace. I still didn't have a place to live I still didn't have a car but I had peace.

I remember driving to North Carolina when I was a little girl in a snowstorm to get down to my mom's family in the Carolinas. There were chains on the car - it was the late sixties - and we were just singing in the car. Christmas carols.