My children grew up with beautiful Eric Carle books in hand. I read Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? to my daughter 387,000 times. Then there was The Very Hungry Caterpillar and The Very Busy Spider. My kids grew up, but I did not. Thus, my childish enthusiasm when I pulled La Mariquita…
Friday. 3:00. All I had to do was change the Spanish calendar, stack the chairs so the maintenance angel could vacuum, and straighten my desk. That’s when the grade school principal came in and said, I have a dilemma. He was giving an entrance exam to a new student in his office but needed a private…
It’s Monday morning, and today the bell will ring at 12:12. I will open the door of my Spanish room to a Baskin Robbins of people. Shy, outgoing, hardworking, not-so-hardworking, cheerful, intelligent, artistic, athletic, whitty. They’ll be hungry, because they’re teenagers, and they’ll want to talk to each other much more than they’ll want to…
I just had a talk with Jesus while doing the laundry. Grabbing the wet clothes out of the washer, I threw them in the dryer. Then I grabbed a Bounce Fabric Softener sheet and tossed it onto the wet heap of clothes. Softener. I wish I could get me one of those for my soul….
So far, reading the book of Job is tied with Leviticus for most miserable read. (By the way, I’m now on August 26th of the one-year Bible mom gave me Christmas of 2011. Mmhm.) Job has ridiculous friends, and that makes me squirm, because I’ve been the stupid friend before. Many’s the time I’ve looked at…
It’s a little scary being the new girl, walking into a private school full of teachers and administrators and secretaries and maintenance men. They’ve been laboring here long, and I’ve only put in one week. Who will I be in this place? I tidy the book shelves and make a nifty bulletin board. Hang a…
Sometimes there is a richness in someone that forces us to examine our own character. May we strive to love God and love people the way this man has with his life.
I don’t know who you are –maybe the life of the party? The get-it-done-right? The serve-quietly-from-the-back? As for me, I’m the bulldozer. Sometimes this is good. Like when an old structure needs to come down and be carried away. Or when new ground needs to be dug up. Or when something needs to be pushed…
I’m thinking a lot about body image today. It could be due to the hour I spent at the mall eating fries, a lot of fries (DQ fry sauce is so good!), and then going to try on clothes in front of a full length mirror. A bad plan. To say nothing of the fact that…
We watched two shows back-to-back this weekend.  Both were set in Alaska. The first was about men looking for gold on the ocean floor. Cussing – greedy – fighting men. One man had divorced his wife to look for gold in Alaska. She thought the idea of looking for gold was foolish, so he left…
On Mondays, at 5:30, I attend a meeting, and everyone is always Monday frazzled. I can feel it when I walk in and see the saggy bodies and half-smile hellos. Several weeks ago our leader instituted a mandatory group cheer to begin each meeting. It’s ridiculous. He makes us all stand up and gather together, which…
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