So, I’m sitting here writing a post on Motherhood and a letter pops up in my inbox and I read it and respond… it’s a letter regarding being a keeper at home and the writer asks if its okay or appropriate for a woman to leave her home according to Titus2 in order to teach in a school… as her pastor said, she is bringing her home with her… and on it went… and so I replied. Just going along… sweetly thinking. That’s how most all my days go. Then while I replied to a few more letters and another…

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…

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…

I had to come inside from doing yardwork. I’m pretty sure I might have died otherwise. I have aches in places I didn’t know I had muscles or in places I didn’t have muscles. I love to garden but bcz of having surgery last spring, I didn’t do any gardening last year. So… this year I am endeavoring to make up for lost time. I’m pretty sure I will make it…. but in case you don’t see an entry here for awhile, it will be bcz when I go to sleep tonight I may not be able to rise from…

It seems that there is no good news these days… the decaying world demonstrates its bent to destruction and we see evidence of this throughout society. O, it’s not just the horrendous murders, the senseless killings, the hostile reactions to the decision to legally protect innocent unborn babies… and it’s not specifically the actions of any one person or group. It’s the pervasive rebellion to a just and holy God who is our Creator and Sovereign LORD. As I read in the news and some blogs, I find I’m saddened at the insensitivity to spiritual things — or, rather, I…

to stay ahead of boys. And even a semi conscious state of prayer blesses a mom and gives practical wisdom. I have to stop and thank the LORD often for His intercession on my behalf. I suppose I’d lose my mind, otherwise—that, or I’d sure lose a lot of ground each day. It was out on the counter… I know, probably beckoning the boys to go by and take a piece or two. And, you know, it wouldn’t have been so noticeable had a knife not been utilized in the removal of bit of the ham. I’d probably hardly take…

…have a garage sale again.  You know how I often say: write stuff down, for you will surely forget it?  Well, this day reminds me to write stuff down, lest I forget and fall into temptation.  So, the temptation was before me: should we have a garage sale or not?  So… I was thinking this morning: O, what was I thinking?  And then we had a couple of people come by and look at the things. “What will you take for these?” “Two dollars” “O, that’s too much.” “What?  I paid 40 x’s that much for those.”  (O, btw, that’s…

So, we came home from the wedding.  Whew… were we ever tired—long day of hurry-scurry and then it was over, the reception was all set up, served and cleaned up and we looked forward to a rest.  We’d had a whirlwind weekend with Timothy stopping in to spend the night and to leave while we were at the wedding. We returned home and came in to see that Timothy had left notes on the counter before he headed back to Oregon to Mission’s/Bible school. So on this sheet of paper I see an empty Top Ramen package with a note…

It was such a strange day today. Strange bcz it was peculiarly quiet and strange bcz it was so cold… yet, bcz it was sunny out, the children were delighted to play all day—even the work was play for them today. Yet another boy has mastered the mowing and was so thrilled to be making patterns in the grassy yard where the volleyball “court” is. I looked out to see him practically running as he eagerly mowed that portion of our yard. It was shear delight to him as he saw his work take shape and was utterly pleased with…

What a blessing it has been to be able to occasionally talk with Kathryn on the phone and also to receive her letters from Jinja, Uganda where she’s working in an orphanage.  I know as she wraps up the month of March there, she’s likely thinking that the time is moving too swiftly! Her letters have been such a source of encouragement to us and have really been informative as to the nature of her work there and all that’s going on. I’m missing her very much today as we’ve just returned from celebrating my birthday with most all our…