Some of the best experiences or most meaningful moments have happened around our family breakfast table. It’s where we pray, where we eat, where we talk together, where we study the Word together and where we clarify and define what the Word is saying to us — what we should do, how we should live and what the LORD requires of us as believers and as a family. It’s also where we make our plans and share schedules and our stories. But, for me, in addition to all that, the breakfast table is where I see the past, the present…
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So, we were sitting at the breakfast table – the three additional chairs added to the coziness (I said, cozy-ness, not craziness) we experienced yesterday morning. After all the honey drizzled oatmeal was served and the glasses and sippy-cups were filled with milk, the clanking of spoons scooping around the sides of the bowls soon sounded like a sixth grade band class. I was looking around the table into the faces of each of the children and I was profoundly struck with the thought that we (my husband and I) were sitting in the midst of the most important work…
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The sobering fact of the “just get through it” advice many women hear and heed is that in the end it’s just a lie. And in the end, they know it. Today’s message may well be a downer. Take heart… there’s a method to this seeming madness… I know a lot of the time I’m sort of, as it were, singing to the choir. But I also know that, though I’m singing to the choir, I’m sometimes singing notes that are a bit “off” or a bit flat or aren’t in harmony with all the rest of the choir. I’m…
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from Kathryn… Now the calendar page has been changed and the date of her return trip home is in view – for this I do praise the LORD. I’ve so missed our girl –so missed her company, her sweet ways, her unbridled enthusiasm and zest for life, her spontaneity and sense of humour… O, and her piano music. I miss smelling her perfume, I miss her laundry, her coffee, the sound of her keys and the sight of her purse on the counter. I miss hearing her teach piano lessons and I miss hearing her read to the children. I…
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When I first started blogging, I just wrote about stuff that was going on around me, sites I’d come across in my world-wide-web travels – cool stuff and helpful stuff… in addition, I wrote about what I thought of what was going on in “the church” today and the daily news stuff. And, for the most part, I suppose I still do all that… but with less pics and links (and that’s bcz of the limitations of this “WordPress” format). Anyway… I think For May’s blogs, I’ll just pick a theme to concentrate on… hmm… bling! The month of May……
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bcz not everyone is going to bed in comfort tonight. Not everyone has a safe place to call home. Not everyone has had a meal today. Not everyone has a pair of shoes, a suit of clothes, a source of shelter and comfort. Not everyone has a drink of water. Not everyone will shut off the lights in the dry, secure and comfortable home… where they pull up the blankets, fluff up the pillow and lie down to rest in peace with a full stomach and and soft music to lull them to sleep. Pray for the widows, of the…
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So I had my second night’s rest with my new inflexible friend: night-guard. Now, this little night-guard is a clear piece of plastic that is exactly fitted to my upper teeth. This little piece of plastic is to be faithfully worn at night to prevent bruxism (see Wiki’s) or teeth-grinding. Now, I didn’t know that I had this problem… but as with most things in life, if you go in to see a doctor for any reason, you can almost assuredly come out with more problems than what you originally went into that doc’s office for. And if you have…
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So, I was reading mails that came through this afternoon…. more help for dysfunctions, more pharmaceuticals and diet aids and of course, today’s hurry-make-your-voice-vote-opinion-yada-yada-yada known! Hurry… the country’s going to hellinahandbasket if you don’t do something fast. A mouse click and your voice could save this nation. So, today’s AFA report was in regard to Ford Motor Co’s support of the pflag national convention—sort of a pflag victory bcz in December, Ford Co had begun to respond to pressure from so-called, pro-family groups’ intended boycott of Ford products. But now, as could have been predicted, The Ford Co retracted the…
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What am I thinking about these days? Finding time. Finding time to write, to plan out some writing and some talks, to paint (not paint, paint… paint rooms in this house… no, I am not that creative), to work on some intense school drills with a few of the children, to iron the soon-to-be-a-mountain of shirts and dresses, to pull weeds around the raspberry bushes and about a gazillion more things. Instead, today I spent quite a bit of time reclining… but first, I loved the long drive to Canada, marvelous conversations with Wes and the blessing to see all…
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I thought I would get to this earlier… but, alas, I did not. So tonight while Samuel was playing soccer and a few of the children went to cheer, a couple of left-behind’s were here finishing up their schoolwork… ooops! I scurried around attempting to regain a bit of order here at home. Then some time here on the computer. O, for more minutes in the hours. For the “thinking blogger award” I’m to list five blogs that I regularly visit that make me think… In an attempt to be concise about the five sites that are especially meaningful or…