I've spent a few days studying Judges 4 and 5. It's the story of Deborah, the only female among the twelve judges listed in the book. It's the story of Barak, the Israelite man who was too afraid to go to war against the king of Canaan's army unless Deborah came with him. And it's … Continue reading Tea with Jael: Just an Ordinary Girl
I'm sipping tea from the beautiful glass mug that my four-year old gave me for Christmas. Chai spice, because it's my favourite. The worn study Bible that lies open on the bed beside me used to belong to my mother. I tried to get another Bible a couple of years ago, but the pages were … Continue reading Tea With Ehud: God Made You Weird on Purpose
My life dreams. They were in a hardcover sketchbook, large and thick. Every New Year's, I would write a list of short-term and long-term goals in that book. But not this year. A few months ago, I threw it out. And let me tell you, it felt good. Perhaps I was a little impulsive. After … Continue reading I Threw Away My Dreams
We wander down the path, the girls stopping to climb trees and me soaking up every ray of burnt amber light. This time of year, the day begins to wane while it's still afternoon. And the sunshine? We didn't get too much of it last month so we're making the most of it when it … Continue reading Homeschooling Through the Long Winter Months
To the mom who feels forgotten, You go on social media, longing for connection. And you see pictures. Pictures that were you once upon a time. Sometimes, you miss it. It was a lifetime ago that you had it. The camaraderie of coworkers. The dinners and events. Phone calls and meetings and the whirlwind of … Continue reading To the Mom Who Feels Forgotten…
Every December, I pack in the activities: Christmas parties, homeschool get-togethers, crafts, free concerts/plays, local Christmas events, and on it goes. If I can make it, I'm there with my kids in tow. By the time Christmas arrives, I'm exhausted. Don't get me wrong. I love Christmas. But a few days before it even … Continue reading Why We’re Slowing Down this Christmas
We bought the large cotton sack six years ago from a beautiful woman with a beautiful heart who was raising money for charity by spreading the gift of giving. On the bag, in golden letters, are the words: "What can we give to the King?" The day after we got our sack, I eagerly … Continue reading What Can I Give to the King?
