Stubborn Refusal

“I’m sorry. I completely forgot.” My daughter waited for me to return to the room where she was nursing the baby. I walked across the house to put away a few stray items and became distracted by several things at once. Half an hour later, she emerged, baby in her arms, searching for me and …

July 4, 2024

Today we celebrate independence. Many imagine God to be the tyrannical ruler whose bonds must be cast off in order to affect their Safety and Happiness, but nothing could be farther from the Truth. I read the transcript of the Declaration of Independence in its entirety from the national archives today. Declaration of Independence: A …

Look Below The Surface

https://videopress.com/v/QP0x0zwF?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true The fifty pound bag of fish food boasted “promotes aggressive feeding patterns.” It’s not wrong. The bluegill and turtle population meet us at the sea wall each evening as we trek the half acre to the lake edge. My husband took up feeding the fish in our first lakeside home when our children were …

Who’s Leading?

“Amelia,” I voiced in my most animated Lolly accent. “Let’s go take Jake outside and check the mail. You need your shoes.” She plopped down on the welcome mat, waiting for help with her slip-ons, then she ran out the door ahead of me, alternately dancing and running every step of the way. My granddaughter …

In The Know

I took one required geography course in college and nearly failed the test on the continent of Africa because the atlas I used to study was out of date. Things change quickly in some parts of the world and by the time this particular volume came to print, it was probably already obsolete. There are …

The Right Words

“No, thank you!” Thomas said for the third time, his little voice steadily rising with each repetition. He is learning to respond with manners, at least with the right words, but he’s still getting the hang of appropriate responses. Like when he first learned he needed to ask for something he wanted but he still …

More Than Words

“Good night, God bless you, sweet dreams, and I love you.” Thomas repeats to his baby brother, Timothy. I heard these words nightly as a child. I spoke them to my children and now to their children. My son says them to his daughter and my daughter to her sons. They offer a daily reminder …

Who? Me?

Ready or not, here I come. Our neighbors’ children walked over to play with Thomas. The older just completed kindergarten. Her sibling is three and Thomas is two. The oldest counted to ten. Her sister darted behind a porch column and hid her own eyes. Thomas followed her, giggling happily, then circled back to where …