Gaining a heart of wisdom
When I listen with just my ears, my heart can be ten thousand miles away. Just ask my grandchildren. They know the difference. “Bam, LOOK!” they demand until I turn my face toward the block structure, the moth in the jar, or the crayoned masterpiece. A woman on a mission, I need words tattooed on… Continue reading Experience (and Embody!) the Miracle of God’s Presence
With eyes sparkling, my grandson came to the door, cookie in hand, and grinned through the window. He waved at me with his free hand and then pointed to the cookie. "Thanks, Bam!" he shouted and with a leap, he was off the deck and on to more important business, but the moment stopped me… Continue reading Gratitude Is Solid Evidence of the Transaction of Grace from God
"Okay if I take the kids over to the playground?" I asked my daughter-in-law. "They'd love it!" she answered with a smile, settling into her lawn chair with a good book, and so I grabbed two small hands, and, together, we walked the short distance to the swings and slides. Almost-Five knew the ropes, but… Continue reading Trusting God for a Secure Landing on Solid Ground
Mothering is the calling and the gift that came to me even though I did not have either the wisdom or the optimism to pray for it. Twenty-four years into the journey, I'm still learning, and my kids are good teachers. Because my husband and I were "late bloomers" in a part of the world… Continue reading Grandparenting: A High and Holy Calling
The geese have already begun their practice maneuvers over our heads on this country hill. They're getting ready to go, so at least one goofy son will have asked the annual joke question: "Why is one side of the V longer than the other?" Pause and grin. The answer? "One side of the V is longer than the… Continue reading Musings — September 2017
We've known for quite a while, so . . . what a relief to finally be able to share with the world the wonderful news that our second grandchild will make his/her appearance in September! For this blessed grandmother ("Bam"), this also means that I get extra time for painting and baking and reading stories… Continue reading Musings – March 2017
Because we started our family later than some, my husband and I are well into our fifties and are still up to our fetlocks in parenting. Because our oldest son and his wife started their family earlier than some, we are also beginning the season of grandparenting. Since I'm a bit over-the-top in the whole… Continue reading Staying Strong in the Seasons of Life
When my thrifty mother-in-law made mincemeat, she would start with the venison roast from a deer who may have had the audacity to nibble on her tulip leaves. From there, she would improvise, adding whatever needed using up on that particular day: a batch of jam that didn’t “set up” just right or an over-abundance… Continue reading Start Where I Am. Use What I Have.
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