First Advent came and went with hardly a nod. I had wanted to do something. Something to make this time special for my children. Something to help us keep our perspective through this season filled with so many memories. Last … Continue reading
I’ve always had a measure of old-fashioned American patriotism, and I was actually quite shocked when I realized citizens of other nations don’t necessarily share such sentiments about their own nations. But the summer of 1994 was the first time … Continue reading
A recent comment, words of encouragement. “You will again call God good.” Pause for reflection. I’ve cried out in anguish with a sorrow so deep there were not words to attach to the prayer. I’ve cried out in anger over … Continue reading
For days, my daughter has been asking me for a package of pasta. For days, I have been telling her that I cannot give her an entire meal without knowing why. “It’s for April Fool’s,” she tells me. “We’ll see,” … Continue reading
“Hugging him! “Kissing him!” “Jumping on the bed!” Little L.E. was shouting out her memories of Mattias as fast as I could write them on her little coins. She painted them with gold glittery paint and turned her attention to … Continue reading
Valentine’s Day isn’t really my thing. Card making isn’t really my thing. But on some strange impulse, I joined this Valentine’s card exchange which left me sitting on the floor of Michael’s going through paper crafts magazines and books looking … Continue reading
Actually, I’m not quite there yet. I can barely face a whole day, let alone a whole year. But it did draw my thoughts to last year, to moving here, to the way I used to look at the land … Continue reading
Edward Winslow wrote in A Journal of the Pilgrims at Plymouth (1621): Our harvest being gotten in, our governor sent four men on fowling, that so we might after a special manner rejoice together after we had gathered the fruit … Continue reading
Approximately 2,010 years ago (give or take), the greatest marketing opportunity in history was born and the religious and secular worlds have been fighting over Him ever since. If only Herod had seen the commercial implications, perhaps a generation could … Continue reading
Happy Mother’s Day! And today is probably not the day to start a lapbook on the subject. Most homeschoolers, I believe, start these kinds of things the week before, at least. Most homeschoolers, I believe, are a little more proactive. … Continue reading
I homeschool my children on a small hobby farm in rural Nebraska and write about life more abundantly, from the joy of a baby's smile to the almost unbearable grief of losing a son while seeking beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, a garment of praise instead of the spirit of despair (Isaiah 61:3)
