The kids take turns leading our meal-time prayers. On occasion (as we sit with hands folded over a plate of hot food), this will evolve into an argument over who gets to say the prayer. This argument is followed by a sharp look from mom or dad, then a verbal reprimand, then perhaps tears, concluded with the firm reminder that this is not how we talk to God!!! Continue reading
Today began with yet another cold, dreary morning. By this point in March (with basketball brackets to monitor and green beverages to consume) you begin to expect nice weather: sunshine, blue skies, warm temps. But no – we must wait a little longer and endure another cool, cloudy day!
It was hard to get out of bed, and a struggle to get motivated. We had a couple hours before church started. I should have worked on homework, or I should have started writing this blog. I should have started some laundry. But I didn’t! Instead, I grabbed a cup of coffee, curled up on the couch with my daughter, and we watched an entire hour of Mister Rogers Neighborhood! Continue reading
My 5-year-old has a mind of her own. Don’t get me wrong… a free spirit is a wonderful quality to have! With the combination of intelligence, determination, compassion, and an innate ability to make people feel special, I am eager to see the powerful woman this little girl will become. However, at 5-years-old there are rules to follow! Continue reading
Last Sunday morning, my son and I raced to the car after soccer practice and flew out of the parking lot, hoping we would hit the stop lights just right and actually make the 11:00 church service on time. (We didn’t…) As I drove, he worked on peeling off his stinky shin guards and changing into something presentable for church – as much as he could constrained by a seat belt that is. Continue reading