“You have said you are Incapable?” He stood tall, looking down on her.
“Yes,” she stammered. “That’s my name.” She pulled a wisp of hair from her eye where it had stuck because of her tears.
He responded simply. “Your new name is Warrior.”
Her eyes darted up to His. Was that kindness she saw there, or was He laughing at her?
“It doesn’t fit,” she replied with a slight shrug and looked down. How could His garment be so white, so shining?
It appeared that He hadn’t heard her. From out of somewhere, He produced Continue reading
In January of this past year, I completed the marathon of 24 years of homeschooling. And yes, that is every bit as big a deal as it sounds, and I’ll add that all my homeschooled kiddos are surviving the Real World and, as far as I can tell, they’re overcoming all the things I did wrong.
Two weeks ago today, our number three out of four was married. Continue reading
When I was sixteen, my mother put an ancient plain-covered hardback book in my hands, wanting me to read it. It had the most boring title ever, Stepping Heavenward. This was her book when she was young, she said.
I groaned inwardly. Did I mention that it was ancient? And how could a book possibly have a more boring title? I assumed it was an ancient devotional book, and devotional books and I had never gotten along. Continue reading
Four years ago on this day, September 5th, 2009, I wrote my first “Reflections” piece on my blog. I mentioned something about a bleak financial picture and downsizing.
The fact of the matter was that that morning—the morning of my fifty-second birthday, we had told our children that we would be moving into our basement. Continue reading
Not long ago a young friend found out my age and expressed surprise. “I didn’t know you were that o—”
She stopped. “I mean. . . .” She back-pedalled. “I mean . . . you’re not old.” She blushed. “I mean, I didn’t know you were that far along.” Continue reading
The other day my son asked my how long ago something had happened to me. (Can’t even remember what it was right now—must be the encroaching Alzheimer’s.)
I said, “That was twenty years ago. No, wait a minute. It was THIRTY years ago. That was quick.”
“It sure was,” he said. “Ten years went by in like two seconds.”
And so it did. (Only one life, ’twill soon be past. . . .) Continue reading
In honor of my fifty-second birthday season this past week, I re-read some old journals (always an instructive venture). I went back to 2003, as far back as they go on my current computer.
I found the entire year, with the rare exception of an occasional glimmer of peace, to be filled with anxiety, teeth-gritting, knots in the stomach, frustrations, barely-contained impatience. I was worried and stressed about money (not enough), stuff (too much), scheduling (too much to do), homeschooling (too Continue reading