Pep Rally

Daily Prompt: Pep Rally  We all know someone who could use a pep talk… so write them one! Photographers, artists, poets: show us CHEER.  Dear fellow writer: You are exhausted and teary, feeling attacked by the advisor who should be supporting you and cheering you on but I have a secret to share with you. Our critics can…… Continue reading Pep Rally

Don’t bully yourself | The Joy Of Mothering

Children are free to allow themselves to be loved and to love Don’t bully yourself with harsh comments of how you look, your past, or your fears, because if you are hard on yourself, you will be hard on others… find the voice of Love inside you, listen to it, own it, let Eternal Love…… Continue reading Don’t bully yourself | The Joy Of Mothering

D.P:Right to Health/ Well Daaah!

Is access to medical care something that governments should provide, or is it better left to the private sector? Are there drawbacks to your choice? America sooo…let me get this straight. The most powerful country in the world, which boasts about the glorious life of the free and the brave is arguing whether it will…… Continue reading D.P:Right to Health/ Well Daaah!

D.P: Think Global, Act Local/ Everything We Do Is Connected

Every personal act is always connected to the global community because every action is like a pebble thrown into a lake. The stone not only increases the volume of the lake, albeit a tiny amount, it also sends out strong, visible ripples that quickly spread out into ever-increasing wider circles. “It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and…… Continue reading D.P: Think Global, Act Local/ Everything We Do Is Connected

A Miracle at Our House

Credit: Sometimes there is no other explantion Some people scoff, others think that miracles are relegated to biblical times but others have experienced inexplicable events that can only be called miraculous. Sometimes God snags a sceptic with a powerful surprise physical healing. This blows up the poor guys world view and suddenly he realizes…… Continue reading A Miracle at Our House

Dearly Departed

Write your own eulogy. Well I hope my perspective has changed from today till the day when I die at, umm… around 98 years old. I imagine that I will even be shorter than my current 5’1″. Picture a tiny, bird like woman, face wrinkled with laugh lines and eyes twinkling with laughter. I am sitting…… Continue reading Dearly Departed

‘Tis a Gift to be Simple

The Shakers danced, either with their arms bent and hands held palm up or clasped in prayer near their hearts. They danced in straight lines, women on one side of the large meeting room facing the men standing in rows on the other side. Several Shaker manuscripts show that Simple Gifts is a Dancing Song or a Quick Dance. In fact the word turning in the…… Continue reading ‘Tis a Gift to be Simple

Make-up and Little Girls

children are not self-conscious “Well”, my mom asked with pride, “Would you like to see what you look like now?”” One visit from Grandma Jean and Grandpa Ron occurred when Jean and Ruth were about four and five years old. Grandma apply a touch of make-up each morning and my little girls were fascinated because…… Continue reading Make-up and Little Girls

Where does she get this stuff?

year-old Lucy was perched like a little elf on a high stool “Lucy, whose your favorite, mum or dad?” One afternoon, I was making dinner, standing at the counter with my back to our three youngest children. Katie and Anthony were lounging around the kitchen table, with three-year-old Lucy perched like a little elf on…… Continue reading Where does she get this stuff?

Why Did You Have So Many Kids?

my oldest daughter is ducking behind her dad and I am pregnant with our ninth child   When the words The Joy Of Mothering popped into my head as a title for my short stories it was like an epiphany for me because those few words verbalized my experience living with little people. The very existence…… Continue reading Why Did You Have So Many Kids?

God As Perceived By A Five Year Old

I was preparing dinner one afternoon, when five year old David came running up to me with a serious look on his face. He was always full of good natured energy and mischief but he also had a delightful spirituality that was not taught but inborn. Once again, David had another theological question for me, “Mum, does Mary live in my heart?”…… Continue reading God As Perceived By A Five Year Old