A Child’s Heart

A CHILD’S HEART

Last week we were privileged to glimpse a bit of a child’s heart.

A Boy and His Lunch

A Boy and His Lunch

Sometimes when I look beyond my own comfortable little world I feel too overwhelmed to wonder. I feel too overwhelmed to teach my children to wonder. Fortunately, they sometimes teach me.

Priorities

Priorities.

Once in awhile something stops me dead in my tracks and I wonder how I’ve missed the obvious.

A Child’s Ears

A CHILD’S EARS

Joshua’s ears are different than mine; I’m convinced of it. They don’t look any different, but there is a difference nonetheless.

Adventure and Celebration: Redux

If you haven’t read Part 1 of this, please read that before you read this essay. Thanks.

Adventure and Celebration I

ADVENTURE AND CELEBRATION

“I want to live life on my tiptoes!” I wrote in my journal about ten years ago. It sounded good. Have you ever tried walking on tiptoes for even a day, let alone a lifetime?

A Shorter Catechism

A Shorter Catechism

I used to think that the Shorter Catechism referred to a briefer version of reformation theology. I know differently now. NOW I know that the Shorter Catechism really is what Very Short People think about God.

A Tale of Two Houses

A Tale of Two houses

or It’s all My Fault

Sometimes I don’t know what I think until it pops out of my mouth. This provides a great deal of amusement for my family and others who love me. Some days I wish there was an easier way to access the things inside my head and my heart than just waiting, along with everyone else, to hear what I say.

Several months ago we did something ill-advised.

Dino in the Dunny

THE DINOSAURS

There’s a Tyrranosaurus Rex in my toilet. It’s neon green and has sharp plastic teeth. I don’t know how it got there or what it’s doing. It hasn’t bitten anyone yet, but you never can be too sure about dinosaurs.

I really want to write an essay chock full of cute, whimsical things that my children have been saying or doing. Mostly I’d like to write about all the darling, precious experiences that Josh and Nate had at Disneyland yesterday.

But it always happens; just when I’m least expecting it, the dinosaurs start giving me trouble.

Footprints of a Child

“Mommy, Mommy! Look! I got a booger out of my nose.”

“That’s rude, Josh, please use a Kleenex next time.”I replied automatically.

“But Mom, what should I do with it?”

“Josh,”I answered wearily, “That’s why we use Kleenex.” I still had not answered his question.

“There.” I felt a sticky hand tangle itself in my long hair. “It was just a little booger so I wiped it in your hair.”