It’s like a wave of grief swells involuntarily in me as my nine-year-old clings to the book we are reading… Addy, an American Girl, was something I wouldn’t let my brown skinned daughter read on her own. It’s about a young child entrenched in a war for her freedom; beaten, made to eat worms. Her father and […]
The Magnet of God. UNITE Linky
Some might say, it started like any normal day… Wake up, brush teeth, use the restroom, slip downstairs, drink coffee, scan the phone to see what was missed while I was sleeping…. But then, everything changed. The lights when off after what sounded like one big, electrical surge. And just like that, in a second, we […]
A Homeschool Mom’s Beginning Of The Year Prayer
I didn’t want to do it. I wrestled and fought…but the gentle nudge never faded. If fact, it only got stronger. My mind, will, and emotions wrestled and questioned…but my spirit rose higher and I knew I had to listen. Finally after encountering a day upon my knees…I bowed low, and submitted to what He alone […]
Meet the Batwa. An Urgent Cry to Awaken and See. UNITE Link Party
I had surgery. Was forced to lay in bed, staring straight up at the ceiling for five whole days. Â Five days that seemed like an eternity, to this ADD, constantly going, OCD human. It was there thoughts swirled, motives surfaced, the vain attempts at self-preservation found themselves whispering clearly… And isn’t it funny how when we […]
When Life-Less, Ritualistic Living Just Won’t Do Anymore
I remember it like yesterday, jumping late at night, with all of my clothes on, into the dark lake waters. I was young, enthusiastic, wanting to live full force, with nothing holding me back. But as the years have crept on me, the diapers have needed changing, as religious duty and obligations have been exchanged for […]
Marriage Lessons from a Ninety-One-Year-Old in the Grocery Isle. And UNITE Linky
I was only joking when I started thumping on watermelons. But just like my husband, he turns to the wrinkly old man near us and carelessly asks, “How do you tell when watermelons are ripe?” I wanted to run, hide. But then the man answered, looking straight at us, making a fist, he thumps his knuckles […]