Archive for June, 2012

“I’m never playing with so and so again!  She hurt me!  She twisted my arm and pushed me down!  She’s not nice!  I’m never playing with her again!”

“Slow down, Mia.  Tell me what happened.”

“Well, I took this DEAD plant off her windowsill and she didn’t want me to.  It was DEAD!  Then she hurt me!  It wasn’t even alive!  And, and, (acting out scene) she twisted my arm like this and…” (more…)


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Have you ever known a person who always seems to be trying to sell you something?  When that happens to me, it makes me feel like that person really doesn’t want to know me genuinely and only cares about my donation or willingness to buy whatever it is they sell.

Far too many churches today operate this way.  Little wonder why they’ve lost the respect of many and are no longer known as a people and place who trusts God with, not only their finances, but  their lives as well. (more…)

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Not a Treehugger

My puzzler is sore.  I’ve been meditating on Mark 11:12-14 for several days now and it seems that this small passage may just be outside my realm of understanding.  It says this:

On the following day, when they came from Bethany, he was hungry. 13 And seeing in the distance a fig tree in leaf, he went to see if he could find anything on it. When he came to it, he found nothing but leaves, for it was not the season for figs. 14 And he said to it, “May no one ever eat fruit from you again.” And his disciples heard it. ~Mark 11:12-14 (more…)

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Lumberjack Lady

When I was a little girl, my dad used to dress me in a flannel shirt, jeans, and boots and take me to the woods in late June/early July. You’d think a little girl would have been miserable in such conditions but, not so for a little girl who longed to be a lumberjack.

This was the highlight of my summer – blackberry picking in Pappy’s fields. We collected stock pots full and ate them like cereal, baked pies, and made jelly. My dad would often give away more jars of jelly than he would keep. That’s just the kind of guy he was – always working and happy to share whatever he had with anyone he knew. I never met a person who didn’t like Daddy. (more…)

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People often ask me why I home school my children.  They ask what made me decide to do so. 

Considering the difficulty of such a task, the fact that I used to raise my hand in school when asked what I wanted to be and answer, “Not a teacher”, and the repetitive, persuasive pleading of my oldest to go to “real school”, I truly have only one satisfactory reason.  My answer?  “The Lord called me to teach my children.” (more…)

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Damage Control

I wake to the sound of rapid dripping.  Realizing that half of my house currently stands without a roof, I quickly jump out of bed to investigate.  And then…

…water.  Water is everywhere.  *&%$!  Someone please tell me I’m still asleep.  I guess the make-shift roof didn’t make the shift(more…)

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Tiger Lilies

Last year I found wild tiger lilies in the back yard.  I love tiger lilies.  They were growing in such a place that you couldn’t really appreciate them unless you were in the outermost portion of the yard picking berries like me.  I decided to attempt to uproot a couple and plant them in the front. 

After a day or two of sad wilting, I realized my thumb wasn’t green enough for this endeavor and I threw them next to a tree in the back yard…but on the opposite side of where they had been growing. (more…)

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