07/16/15

Permalink 02:15:00 pm, by Mary Email , 1013 words
Categories: Everyday Life, House, Family, Writing, True To Life Stories, Obedience

Ants, Attitude, and Anne

I've been reading L.M.Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables series. I'm almost done with the third one. If I begin writing a little too flowery, that's why. I lifted my head from the book this morning and thought, "I'm afrost with delight o'er the thought of what will be accomplished today."

It's really similar to picking up an accent after talking over the phone with one of my Michigan relatives. It is suddenly who I am. Sadly, "afrost" isn't even a word, but it felt like one after reading that book for a while, and I can easily give you a definition.

Afrost: (adj.)
1. covered over by something temporary, delicate and beautiful.
2. having an identifying glow bespeaking anticipation of what's to come or what has been.

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07/09/15

Permalink 06:39:00 pm, by Mary Email , 935 words
Categories: Family, Parenting, America

Making Lanterns

I stepped outside the church on a Monday afternoon after getting some papers signed for my kids to go to church camp. We were under the awning, waiting for the rain to let up so we could run to the car. A woman was standing there, she had attended a funeral in the building earlier in the day and was trying her best to hide the cigarette in her hand so my boys wouldn’t see her. I said hello and she immediately explained how bad she felt smoking… at a church… in front of kids… “I’m just so ashamed.”
We talked for a little while, and though I wasn’t concerned about her hiding her cigarette, I was grateful to her for caring what my kids saw.

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06/24/15

Permalink 04:55:00 am, by Mary Email , 745 words
Categories: Everyday Life, Marriage, Writing, Embracing The Distaff Side

How to Love Your Husband

Psalm 19
1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.

2 Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.

3 There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.

4 Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun,

5 Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race.

6 His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

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06/22/15

Permalink 06:05:00 am, by Mary Email , 198 words
Categories: Ivan, Family, Parenting, America

You Can Start Over

I got the call as I was walking into the karate dojo for an early afternoon lesson with our youngest son. It was my middle son’s first grade school teacher. She wasn’t happy. I could hear the frustration in her tone and she made no attempt to hide it. It must be bad. She is the most patient and fun loving teacher, and she adores my son, for him to make her call me during the school day was a big deal.

“I’m about to pull my hair out,” she said. “I have tried everything, and I can’t get him to cooperate. I thought maybe if I called you, and you talked to him on the phone, maybe it would help.”

I still get emotional remembering how I felt hearing those words. No one wants to hear that their child isn’t behaving. I know I’m not the first mom to get a call like that, but it was my first call like that and I was terrified.

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06/18/15

Permalink 09:05:00 am, by Mary Email , 1224 words
Categories: Church, Writing, True To Life Stories, America

You Can Do Something

Maybe you've heard some of these before.

"This guy is whack!"

"Ignore him."

"She's never going to change."

"If she won't work, she shouldn't eat."

"You just can't help people like that."

But you can.

Recently I read this...

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