An old Chinese proverb states that the finest memory is not so firm as faded ink. So as I find myself aging, I decided to record some of my memories – before they fade beyond recall. Yet even as I pen these memoirs I can’t help but wonder why the unbosomings of an ordinary oldContinue reading “He Shot the Dog”
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Honoring Dad
Today I’m looking back, way back. Yesterday was Dad’s birthday and he would have been 87. He died last year, just 4 days before his 86th birthday. I still miss him and always will. Especially because of all the years we lost. All my years overseas, so far away from my family. It’s not thatContinue reading “Honoring Dad”
Parents, Be Careful What You Allow
John Wesley said, “What one generation tolerates, the next generation will embrace.” He was referring to sin. And we have seen this play out throughout history. But I’d like to look at it from a different perspective. Children are always listening to, watching, and imitating adults. And they often follow any example they’re shown. Kids from violentContinue reading “Parents, Be Careful What You Allow”
Raising Kids for Such a Time as This {Queen Esther}
That palace, it struck both fear and awe into the heart of the young woman who was passing near its gates. The opulence and grandeur of its halls were known throughout the land. Not that she would ever see inside, of course. Nor did she wish to. For she’d heard tales of the evil, capriciousContinue reading “Raising Kids for Such a Time as This {Queen Esther}”
The Old Auntie’s Kerchief: The Power of Love
I can still see her, old and frail, limping up the steep hill with her homemade canes. “What do you have there, Zia (Auntie)?” my Hubby asked, pointing at the mesh bag on her kerchief-covered head. I just gaped, wondering how many nasty things had been on that seldom-washed, filthy headscarf! “Oh rabbit droppings for myContinue reading “The Old Auntie’s Kerchief: The Power of Love”
Like a Queen: Treating Enemies Like Royalty
No taller than a 10-year-old, with a sly and suspicious gleam in her eye, she played the role of the proverbial evil landlady with me, but was as sweet as honey to my Hubby. The other residents, also hostile, seemed amiable by comparison. And the dark, damp apartment revealed a miserly streak as well. It rainedContinue reading “Like a Queen: Treating Enemies Like Royalty”