Where the rubber meets the road

It’s interesting how we Christians are called to live in this world, but apart from this world.  Yet those of us in America are fortunate enough to get to have a say in our country’s governance.  It presents an interesting dichotomy for me…as a Christian, I know my God is sovereign.  I know that he already has this election “in the bag.”  He doesn’t have to watch the news on November 4th to see the election returns because time is nothing to him.  On the other hand, a part of me wants to “help” God out by telling people I … Continue reading Where the rubber meets the road

Tears in a Bottle

I spend a great deal of time glossing over hurts.  I push them to the back burner of my heart.  Life as a homeschool mom is crazy and busy enough to keep my mind occupied with the here and now.  Math test?  Check.  Understanding direct objects?  Check.  Learning about forms of energy?  Check. But there is a hurt just beneath the surface, and there are times that it raises its scarred head and screams to be released.  Often this hurt comes out in my dreams, as it did last night. I dreamed a very vivid dream that I was having … Continue reading Tears in a Bottle

Ask The Father Directly

Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me.” -Jesus, in John 14 Didn’t I say it was so? A cold front blew through yesterday. In a matter of minutes, the temperature went from a balmy 79 degrees to a very cool 52 degrees. This front was all bluster and not much brawn…very little rainfall and not even a hint of thunder. But the sunset it left behind was spectacular, and I rested a moment in the sheer majesty of the Master’s paintbrush. Soaking in moments such as these is like applying balm to my … Continue reading Ask The Father Directly

Shooting snapshots for my heart

I just realized that the calendar on my wall is still turned to September. In a blink of an eye, everything changes, doesn’t it? Blink. I was ten years old and couldn’t wait to grow up. Blink. I was twenty years old and couldn’t wait to get married. Blink. I was thirty years old and couldn’t wait for my four-year-old to be able to tie her own shoes. Blink. Six years later, I watch and listen as my own nearly-ten-year-old child professes her desire to be all grown up. Today I find myself wandering around in a depressing funk. I … Continue reading Shooting snapshots for my heart

Heavy Duty

My washing machine has more features than my car!  I can do a second rinse, a soak, and a prewash.  I can do laundry for light, medium, or heavy soil levels, and I can wash it cold/cold, cold/warm, warm/warm, and hot/cold.  There’s a button on there that gives the clothes an extended spin.  I can select Normal, Delicate, Handwash, Jeans, or Heavy Duty. Trouble is, I pretty much use one setting, all the time.  I always like our clothes washed in HOT water because I like the illusion of all the little germy germs getting washed away (although I know … Continue reading Heavy Duty