Categories
faith homeschool parenting writing

I Am An American and Today I Celebrate Abraham Lincoln

Do you know who our 16th president was? Does your 3rd grader? As of today, thanks to a Congressional resolution, it is International Darwin Day, now and forever on February 12. It also happens to be the birthday of one of the (I dare say the second) greatest Presidents in this America’s history. The man […]

Categories
faith parenting raising a boy

Ten Things of Thankful – The Remembering What’s Important Edition

And just when you think you’ve gotten out, they suck you right back in again. So here I am, for another short list of Thankfuls. Bet this one’ll surprise you. I am thankful my blog (raised on the radio) got hacked. What you say? Are you crazy? Maybe. But the next 3 thankfuls will tell […]

Categories
faith

Okay God, I’m Listening

Sometimes you need to be very very quiet and very still. Sometimes you will hear a voice inside your head, it is yours but the words seem to be coming from somewhere else. Sometimes you are too busy to listen. Sometimes you think you are waiting for God’s timing, but you’re not paying attention when […]

Categories
faith humor parenting raising a boy

Indoctrination Into Thankful

My good friend Lizzi over at Considerings started something a while back called Ten Things of Thankful. It’s an all weekend show where lots of amazing bloggers participate in taking stock, looking at their life and reminding themselves what they have to be thankful for. I have often wanted to participate, but really struggled with […]

Categories
faith

Genesis 2 – And Then There Was The Word

Christmas moved out when I turned 8. My brother, being tired of rules, was done being told he was heading down the wrong path. So he decided to move out and head down the wrong path somewhere else. I don’t remember the interactions surrounding his departure. It was more of a “now you see him, […]

Categories
faith

Genesis 1 – In the beginning I was Jewish

This is what I remember. We only ever had a Christmas tree when my brother was living with us. He was half and half. That’s what we called it. I don’t know at what age you actually understand what having a half-sibling means. To me it meant my brother hated my Mother and that he […]