Thursday, November 13, 2014

Birthday joy

Birthdays always make me reflective.  Yesterday was my birthday and I thought a lot about a post I wrote two years ago, describing how my family gave me the stomach flu for my birthday and the odd sort of joy I found in the day:

I was sitting cozily on the couch, finishing up The Return of the King, when my family burst in the door.  Ava headed straight for the bathroom. . . I'll shorten the story and just say that the puking continued through the night and into the better part of the morning (and later it was my turn). . .

Saturday, October 4, 2014

A Birth Story of Sorts (Part 2)

Part two of our foster care story.  Go here for part one.

I listened to a podcast recently in which Phil Vischer (creator of Veggie Tales and What's in the Bible) interviewed Todd Komarnicki, who is a writer, director, and producer, and produced the familiar movie Elf, among other projects.  It's a longish podcast: enjoyable but sort of rambly (my kind of show!).  The last fifteen minutes, however, are pure gold, and Komarnicki's comments speak directly to this story that I'm telling:

If [your desire is] what God wants you to do, then go do it and you'll find out.  Just move in the direction of your prayer and your dreams.  It doesn't mean that it will work out, but it means if you're doing it then other things will work out. . .This is the key to everything, in my opinion.  You plant corn, you'll get wheat.  If you plant an apple tree in the front, you'll get a lemon tree in the back.  Nothing in my life has gone according to plan. . .  but every time I've farmed, every time I've planted, it's been rewarded.  Something else has grown up always.  Now, if I hadn't planted, I'd have two empty fields.  And I didn't get what I wanted, but hopefully, by living by grace and focusing on God's will, I got what he wanted.  And now, at 46, I don't want anything except what he wants.  I have no desire for anything outside of his will. . .and the process is beautiful.

As I shared in my previous post, I was certain God was leading our family to foster care, but could not see how it could happen.

A Birth Story of Sorts (Part 1)

Next week, we will be welcoming a sixteen year old girl into our family.  For real.  Remember that post at the beginning of the year, where I looked ahead to a year likely full of the same old same old?


Saturday, September 6, 2014

Books to Consider: September 2014

And now for our semi-regular/completely random series: Books to Consider.
Books to Consider series note: To avoid spoilers and make these reviews unique, I will include a short comment about each book, and one or seven of my favorite quotes from the book.

I'm only including two books this time, because I loved these particular two so much that I included way too many quotes and my blog post runneth over.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Fall Art: Pastel Pumpkins and Apples (OiLs)

What's Back-to-School time without an apple craft??

He wasn't as melancholy as he looks!

Today we squeezed in some art time.  In the morning.  Before math (gasp).
We classical Christian educators know in our bones how vital the arts are to producing real humans and to drawing us ever back to our Creator. . .and yet. . . art is hard for homeschool moms!  It takes up so much time, makes a mess, and what do you do with the baby while your hands are covered in glitter glue?  (I personally have zero tolerance for glitter glue.)  Here's my soapbox reminder: It's worth it, parents.  But it won't happen if you leave art time for the end of the day, after all the "real school" is finished.

Ava, age 7

Monday, September 1, 2014

Back to School 2014-2015

Last week was our semi-official "back to school" week, even though we've been doing lessons on and off throughout the summer.  

back-to-school salted caramel waffles
Our Classical Conversations group started up Thursday, so we're moving back into our fall schedule.  I guess it says something about how the week went that I'm just now getting to post the pictures I took!  It's good - the kids and I are ready for more structure (and less heat!) - but it still was a bit of a bumpy transition.  

Here's last year's photo for comparison.

September 2013

late August 2014

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Sunday morning musings: where my feet may fail

via creative commons

A song that has become a prayer of mine lately:

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

I will call upon Your name
Keep my eyes above the waves
My soul will rest in Your embrace
I am Yours and You are mine

from Oceans (Feet May Fail) by Hillsong.  Video here.

Friday, August 8, 2014

California, for my neighbors

My csa box (community supported agriculture) down here in the land of sunshine comes with a flower option.  When I saw that on the sign up page, I dreamily pictured the kids and I trekking around delivering flowers to people, so I checked the box.  Yes, please.

As is my habit, I immediately started second guessing myself.  The extra cost was silly, I thought, and really, what can flowers do?  It turns out they can do quite a lot.  They open doors that are usually shut.  They break down defenses that are strong and ready.  They catch people off guard and make them give you a double take.


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