In time of trouble I often turn to the 40s chapters of Isaiah or the Book of Psalms. After a particularly trying season, I found myself on a memorizing roll. Beginning with Psalm 104, I skipped only David’s imprecatory rant in 109 and just kept going—until I hit Psalm 119. Screeching halt. No way! Reading … Continue reading Psalm 119’s Surprising Side Effects
“Are the kids still up?” my husband asked as our van turned down the driveway. I strained to see through the trees. “Everything looks black.” Our teenagers usually lit up the house, played loud music, watched movies and ate junk food galore in the rare event of our absence. “Someone’s been here.” He pointed to … Continue reading In Praise of Neighbors
For generations, our generational farmhouse collected generational stuff, until little paths wound through it. My grandma dropped by shortly after my husband and I moved in. I was mortified, but all she reported to my mother was how nice the brown cloth looked on our table, the one spot I'd managed to carve from the … Continue reading Too. Much. Stuff!
One Sunday we actually made it to church early, and an elderly saint asked how homeschooling was going. I admitted that some days we didn’t seem to accomplish a thing. “Did you read them the Bible?” she asked. “Yes.” “Then you did accomplish something.” The truth of her words resonated, strengthening with time. At first … Continue reading First Things
With two of our daughters at college and only one left to homeschool, I have a bit more time. I don't want to cheat our youngest out of the childhood our oldest ones now extol, but I still love to write, so I decided to revise the manuscript our eldest daughter, Ro, asks to hear … Continue reading Social media after all?