Your last day to live on this earth. Your last day to see a sunset. Your last day to run upstairs with a basket of laundry. Your last day to shave your legs. Your last day to kiss your husband. Your last day to eat oatmeal. Your last day to pull weeds. Your last day to tuck children in bed and kiss them goodnight. Your last day to wash the clothes, turn socks, iron shirts, fold towels. Your last day to change a diaper, nurse a baby, clean a highchair tray. Your last day to pay a bill, greet a…
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I’ve been mulling over this thought all day: Jesus stood still. And so, I’ve been considering that for me, for you — for anyone who calls on Him in faith: Jesus stands still. Though He was on the Jericho Road… knowing full well that He was about to be delivered into the hands of the chief Priests and Scribes… and there along the way was blind Bartimaeus. Now, it’s not so much that he was there, or that Jesus knew he was there or even that He passed by him. It’s remarkable that when He passed by, He stopped. Bartimaeus…
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A month and a half ago we were oblivious to the intruder that would dominate our home. This weekend we have our final two victims chickenpockeybabies. I hadn’t any idea that I would be over and over again trying to recollect where we’d been, who we’d been with, how much contact there might have been, etc., etc. O, it’s not actually been such a difficult thing (easy for me to say, sans pocks), or such a hardship on anyone. Here. But what I wasn’t ready for was the constant mantra I’ve now been repeating: To every visitor: “We have chicken…
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For a few years now, we’ve had the privilege of having a weekly Bible study in our home. It’s been interesting and encouraging to watch the LORD work and show us new things, confirm or affirm old studies or understanding and to sharpen us in our walk with Him (and one another). Another tremendous blessing we’ve experienced is the blessing of walking with a young “newlywed” couple. I say “newlywed” that way bcz though they may feel like they’ve been married a long time now, to us it’s been a short time… not yet a year. So last night we…
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I’m taking a break from watching videos… yep, that’s me, sitting around watching videos in the middle of the day. Yep… I even made popcorn and a cup of tea. I was falling asleep and decided I needed to engage in some meaningful conversation. So… I guess others will decide if this’ll be meaningful or not. O, the video? It’s a Micro$oft program training video. Yes… I need to get going on our store… more aprons came today — thus the impetus for buckling down and watching the training video. I’m thinking, wow, I should’ve had a video for Frontpage…
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Why do statistics tell us that 80% of Americans are “born-again” Christians and yet America is one of the most openly immoral and vile countries? Christians live practically no different than the world! We go to the same corrupt movies, listen to the same fleshly music. Girls dress like prostitutes and guys dress like punks, both showing no respect for themselves and those around them. From a young age they are engaged in dating and other promiscuous activities. The divorce rate of the “church” and the world is practically the same. Christian teens have as much honor and obedience to…
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Everyday I look at our children… the ones who have the chicken pox and the two who haven’t yet contracted them. It’s gotten to the point that Andrew walks in and I smile at him and he sort of instinctively reads the smile as: okay, lift your chin, show me your neck; extend your arms, show me some spots… lift up your shirt, show me your tummy. Nothing. Yet. Here’s what dolly thought of her chicken pox. She drew this picture of herself… yes, there were poxes on poxes ~wink~ all over. The one on the neck was particularly bothersome…
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Good morning girls… I received a letter this morning from a representative of At a Glance (day planners) and he alerted me to some “broken links” I have on one of the homemaking pages. Ah-me…….. a never ending process of keeping pages up to date. So, that took a few minutes of corrections and checking and then I got to thinking… I ought to make mention of some links that might help you. These pages have been up for many years and even they might have corrections needed… but I thought I post some of them in hopes that you…
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I’m in my little room here… it’s what I’ve always called the sun-room though it’s not often sunny in here, it always feels like it ought to be. In the early morning the sun (if present) shines in a few little windows and then in the late afternoon, again, if present, the sun shines in the little window on the other side of the room. It’s a very tiny space in our home… but it’s where I see the world and where I study and dream. It’s also where I write and, through this screen, see the rest of the…
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These have been unusually busy days… and though there are many things to write, many things I’ve been pondering as I’ve been working around and many events to share, these days continue to roll along and time to reflect on them here has been too limited. Probably the most challenging and sometimes disappointing thing about busy days and many events is that each event is almost covered up or obscured by the next event, and the next, and so on. You probably have days or seasons like this, too. There are days, lately, where I’ve wanted to say: stop, I…