Non-fiction
There once was a man named Harry,Who had him a daughter named Mary.He taught her with pride,How to kid and to chide,Yet he frowned when he found her contrary.
Category: Everyday Life
For Mother’s Day
Every Mother’s Day the boys fill in a few pages of a journal that is set aside for just this purpose. In place of cards or some other item that may be thrown out, their messages are kept in one place that can be perused and reminisced over each year. This year as I read…
Saying Goodbye to Heart-Schooling
I still have a few more things to take care of. There are some grades to send in to their home-school umbrella. There are some books to give away, and some books to sell, and some boxes to clean out. There are some things to consider. Do I need to keep all these pencils? Do…
Carrying a Bag of Seed
I hope that what we choose in this moment is more than staying home to protect others from a virus. I hope that we choose being present at home to protect ourselves from division and self-gratification.
Faith to Say No
Owen has been busy. He’s in theater, has a job, and likes to stay involved in church activities. He’s gone until 6:30 three nights a week with rehearsals, doesn’t get home until 8:30 from his shift on Friday nights and 9:30 on Saturday nights. The other two nights of the week are for church activities.…
Small Town Breezes
Childhood memories are some of the most precious things the mind holds. My adult years seem to blanket them little by little and they become harder to trace beneath the current chaos. In the year 2008, as I was amidst the busy of finalizing fall plans and beginning the downward slide of year end activities…
Building B
We were college kids, and we met, we learned, we worshiped, and we bonded in building B.
The Power of Calm
I was upset. I had told them to be careful, and yet they raced to the car with boyish abandon. One with a tray of chicken & cheese enchiladas, and one with a pie. Nothing had spilled, nothing had broken, nothing had come of their carelessness at all except what spilled from me.
Thank You “Aunt Becky”
I’m not writing to air my many thoughts on Lori Loughlin, or her daughter, or their money, or Hollywood, or any of that. I’m writing about me, and us, parents who are just as anxious to see our kids successful but will never have the resources to tempt us to act so shockingly. It’s easy…
Faithfully Feeding Family, Week Three Handout: Butternut Squash Soup
I have never been a big fan of squash, but I found this recipe a year or two ago and I absolutely love it. It’s filling, yummy, and good for me.