one Just finished the Old Testament, in record time too, six months. Had hoped to perfectly time starting the New Testament with Advent, but also wanted to finish it by January, which would have made for a more than usually crazy December. And it would be bad to take an entire month off of something like Reading The Bible. So I guess I’m going to plow on, even though it doesn’t line up perfectly. After reading Malachi, expecting my daily... Read more
Everyone, finally including me, has got some sort of early autumn cold. Fortunately the sore throat and misty perception of reality did not cause anyone to be slowed or miss out on any candy gathering. Although Gladys finally had to be put into her tights and leggings and two shirts and sweater and tutu and wings and hat and red boots by the whole family who were all ready to go and were exasperated and exhausted by her stream of... Read more
Here we are with all our lights on and Even with some leaves left on the trees. The basement is dry and safe and the children are now deeply grieved about having a normal day of school. I say, ‘Praise God for Normalcy.’ And for those who are mopping up the flood waters this morning and waiting for power, we pray for a quick return to regular life. I always think I want an exciting and adventure filled life, but... Read more
The children are supremely irritated because this is Family Movie Night and here we all are, watching The News. If the power had gone out, that would have been cool. Or if we had water in the basement, that would be exciting. But here we are, barely any rain And Still No Movie. As for me and Matt, we…well, Matt has gotten everything off the floor in the basement and everything out the yard–no mean endeavor in the light of... Read more
one We appear to be out of cat food. I can tell because the fat black cat sat on my chest all night patting my face and chewing on my hair. I feel very tired and also creeped out. two And that being as it is, I think this is a morning for all the ends of the bags of Weekend Sugar Cereal because I don’t think I can remember how to make pancakes or oatmeal or anything. three And... Read more
Tired of the soupy sweet repetitiveness of Children’s Books? Longing for something with a little bite? Here are two of my favorites. Hurry, Hurry, Mary Dear!by N.M. Bodeckerillus. Erik Blegvad If you don’t mind a little nasty feminism, this is a lovely book. Mary has so many things to do to get ready for winter–bringing in the harvest, winterizing the house, mending warm things, and finally (spoiler alert) placing a pot of tea over the head of her husband who... Read more
As I’ve wholeheartedly joined with vast swaths of Americans swinging wildly day by day through the Political News Cycle–obsessing over Daily Tracking Polls, watching as stories rise and fall in importance, reading pundits who despair and then rejoice, despair and then rejoice depending on what’s happening at that particular moment–I’ve noticed every day a greater and greater sense of frantic impoverishment. Not in myself, of course, but, as it were, in other people. Imagine! A whole society of people operating... Read more
October appears to be nearly over. We have one more birthday and, of course, Halloween, and then we can seriously devote ourselves to The Christmas Pageant. So anyway, we did go Apple Picking. We picked the very last apples off the trees and also gathered in one large pumpkin. The baby was no help and Romulus, after picking half a bag of apples, lay on the ground and moaned that he was too exhausted to do any more. Fortunately he was... Read more
Preventing Grace
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