Internet Addiction my story Parenting

Captivated

You know I’ve written about internet addition… e-mail… group list mail addiction… AOL… Geocities… One-List… eGroups… screen addiction… information addiction… whatever could be looked up… early on: Ask Jeeves. Bling.  Ask him… ask him anything.  Then Yahoo, then Google… click, click, click… Bling.  You’ve got mail… Bling!  Click, click,...
Faith Life in Laodicea

It’s easy to forget some things.

It’s easy to forget some things — many things — really. It’s especially easy to forget things in a moment of panic, in the tyranny of the urgent or after a long span of time. Or, in an obituary. Or at a memorial service. I’m thinking you know what...
Devotionals

A Diary of Private Prayer

If, in addition to my Bible, I could keep only one of my devotional books, I think A Diary of Private Prayer (John Baillie) would likely be the one I would keep.  Through the years, this little volume has blessed me immensely, encouraged me tremendously, and has carried my...
Devotionals Family Womanhood

Opportunities Come and Go

I mull over this phrase from time to time as I consider the many opportunities I’ve had, the many opportunities I’ve botched and the many opportunities I’ve either missed or passed up through the years.  The missed and passed up opportunities have probably hounded me as much or more...
Devotionals

The day after…

After the most glorious event in all of history took place, and the veil of the Temple was rent in two, and the Lord had risen just. as. He. said… a new day dawned.  And new days have been dawning ever since.  But! there will come a time when...
Devotionals Essays Family

Daffodils… an encouraging story

A Story to bless you today: Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, “Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over.”  I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead “I will come next Tuesday”, I promised a...
Hawai'i Slices of Life

A Year Ago…

A year ago… it was cold.  A year ago it was rainy and dark clouds loomed overhead when the drops weren’t falling.  I thought Springtime would never come as I looked out the chilly windows.  And though the willow tree had just begun to show signs of lacey spring-green...