Smarter than a worm? Hmmm?

My daughter-in-law is an avid fisher. One day, I watched her teaching her three-year-old how to find earthworms. She was about to show him the most exciting thing he had ever seen. But she wants to teach him to come to her without fanfare. So, in a normal tone of voice, she told my grandson … Continue reading Smarter than a worm? Hmmm?

Have You Ever Read Anything So Beautiful?

This week my husband walks in the door after a long day at work to find: dishes piled in the sink, laundry all over the living room, the beef for dinner still in a frozen block, and me…looking like Frump Queen. He is gracious. And tells me to take a nap. I instantly obey. (Inwardly rejoicing.) … Continue reading Have You Ever Read Anything So Beautiful?

Just Another Mom – 2

Take a walk with me. Place yourself in the shoes of a home schooling mother named Jane, from long ago. You remember the time when the Liberty Bell rang out the good news of freedom in the Americas. Mozart and Beethoven are enjoying their years of fame. Imagine, if you can, Jane, beginning to raise … Continue reading Just Another Mom – 2

Tired, Alone, and Scared Half to Death.

I wish I could know if your questions were for “maybe someday” or if you are actually experiencing real danger. There is such a huge difference. If you think your husband might soon kill you or your child, you must get yourselves out of danger and seek guidance from strong Christians in your area. Let … Continue reading Tired, Alone, and Scared Half to Death.

Tired and All, All Alone.

How quickly solitude can flip, can convert to loneliness! No one else you know has just delivered a baby, at your age, right? Where can you find support? No one else you know lives with quite such a quarrelsome husband, right? To whom would you dare confess? You are not all alone, though, if you … Continue reading Tired and All, All Alone.

Tired. Dog tired.

This week’s posts answer several questions from a dear woman in a wrenching situation. I answered her immediately and privately, awhile back. Recently postpartum with her first child, she wonders about the effects of her wounded and out-lashing husband. She wonders if it would be better for the baby to live without a dad. Here … Continue reading Tired. Dog tired.

Whoa, Man!

I've been interested in word origins since I was very little. And I used to think the word "woman" meant, or was short for, "whoa, man!" (Seemed appropriate for public restroom doors.) Even as a child, I could see the "man" in the word. If we go back to the original concepts behind the idea, … Continue reading Whoa, Man!