When I Drop a Pencil . . .
We live in God’s orderly universe. We can count on Him to make the sun rise in the morning and set in the evening. God started things out that way in the beginning. After the flood, He promised that He…
Category Making a Child Feel Loved
Praising Each Child Fairly
Between 1979 and 1983, I gave birth to three distinctly different children. Now those distinctly different children have blessed us with distinctly different grandchildren. Five of these distinctly different grandchildren came for an overnight visit last Friday. While Ray and…
Just Mama and Me
Following the guidelines of the local board of education, Mother and Daddy sent me off to first grade when I was five years old. In 1958 in our town, children could begin their twelve-year public school adventure at five years…
The Gentle Mama
Some of you may have read this post on Friday when I accidentally sent out two in the morning email. Oops! So sorry about that! I recently wrote about The Present Mama, using this verse from 1 Thessalonians: But we…
It’s Been Three Months
Ray’s radiation oncologist told us in October that it takes three months to know the effectiveness of radiation treatments for prostate cancer. That seemed like a long time, but now the time has come. Ray has an appointment at 11…
The Present Mama
I wonder just how many distractions vie for a homeschooling mama’s attention every day. That I do not know, but I do know that each of her children need her to be present when they need her to be present.…