I am amazed at plants. The variety God created seems to be endless: tall saguaro cacti, tiny yellow buttercups, giant California redwoods, little purple violets. Plants are strong, too. Have you seen a sidewalk that is uneven because tree roots…
One thing I dread about being on the road is having to “visit the facilities.” It’s so nice to get home and get to use my very own bathroom in my very own home. Isn’t it funny that we call…
I learned to sing “Jesus Loves the Little Children” in Sunday School. In the 1950s version, we sang “Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world, red and yellow, black and white . . .” When Ray…
Parents make the decision to homeschool for a variety of reasons, but among the most common reasons are the desire to protect the hearts, souls, and minds of their children and to mold those hearts, souls, and minds in the…
Miss Frances was one of my special Sunday School teachers. One of my favorite memories of her classroom was the big wooden sandbox table.  With a little imagination, a sandbox became a Middle Eastern landscape. It’s easy to share sandbox…
My grandmother and great-grandmothers on my daddy’s side were all called Mama Something. Daddy’s mother was Mama Sue; his two grandmothers were Mama Boyd and Mama Head. I loved all of them very much. A special memory of Mama Sue…
