The Lost Simplicity of Childhood

I sit while the bullets of nerf guns whirl around my head. Five boys and one girl ages 17 to 12 (mostly older) run from room to room. In and out doors even though the temperature is below freezing outside.

My youngest boy hates the thought of growing up. He turned 17 yesterday. He still walks the perimeter of our property many mornings with his wooden swords stuck in his army surplus belt.

I fear children no longer live in simplicity. They’re too busy trying to survive life with parents that have divorced, or maybe never married. Drugs on the playground and confusion over what constitutes sexual relations.

Instead of a simplified life, they’re dealing with adult issues at an age where innocence used to linger Childhood robbed for many.

My boy and I sat down a few days ago and talked. I assured him that it was perfectly okay to play with nerf guns and legos for many more years if he chooses.

This doesn’t mean he’s ignorant or innocent. He’s been cautiously exposed to some horrors of life. This is partly why I encouraged him to continue to be a kid. There’s enough ugly in the world to last a lifetime, playing when you’re 17 37 or 70 will keep a part of you carefree and young.

As I sit now, in near silence, the guns and legos have been put away. Except I know I will find the land mines later. I vow not to fuss because those landmines won’t be on our floor forever. The last boy is nearly out the door and I realize how blessed I am to be able to give my kids a simple life and even more how blessed my kids have been to have one.

(I cheated and added the following later. There was more that needed to be said).

How I wish we could turn back the hands of time to simplify our lives. To the days when once you married it was for life. Where childhood offenses included chewing bubblegum in class. Yes, I know nothing is new under the sun and even in the “good ole days” babies were born out of wedlock and abused occurred. It truly saddens my heart to watch these children. These children created in the image of God so marred by the effects of sin.

I am reminded of a story that Corrie Ten Boom told as she travelled after the war. If I remember correctly, his suitcases were packed sitting near the door of his shop on afternoon. She asked her daddy something that day that was too adult for her. In reply he asked her to go move one of his suitcases. After letting her struggle with it for a few minutes he called her and explained that some things in life were like that suitcase. Too much for her to carry.

So many of the storms children face today are way to heavy for them. The only solution is to teach them about Jesus. He is strong enough to carry the suitcases they can’t budge.


A Post in Memes

This kind of happened by accident but I kind of like it.  A story using memes. I might have to try it again sometime. It was fun!

This is when, for your own sanity, you must

Maybe you don’t understand,

But when you’re honest with yourself, you realize that

because you know

If you find yourself in the middle of a situation like this

you might finally realize

Try as you might, there is no reasoning so you recognize that



“It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree.

The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity,

covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens.

But it is never gone.”

Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy


I’m motivated!

I’ll be the first to admit, I am not big on New years resolutions.  I need easy, simple.  Like the one word challenge.  That I can keep up with.  One word for a whole twelve months.  That I can do.  But right before the new year I  discovered an email that had gotten lost.  That email has encouraged me to change some things.   I know it looks like a new years resolution but it’s not. It just happened to coincide with the new year.

When things went south at our former church I had to find a new health practitioner, my homeopath had been the Pastor’s son. After that fiasco there was no way that could continue.  I found a chiropractor several months ago that does gentle adjustments and wellness work.  Apparently, he sent me an email after my first visit that I all but ignored.  Shane saw him the week after Christmas and came home talking about the recommendations Dr. Ben made.  I searched my emails and sure enough I had one too!  I dug in and absorbed.  I have a vague recollection of the email but must not have thought much of it then.

I’m a firm believer in God’s timing.  I guess I wasn’t ready to read it before now…that’s the only excuse I have.  I’ve jumped in with gusto!  No, it’s not a new years resolution, it just so happened to fall at the new year.  Whatever the reason I’m motivated now.  Here’s what I’ve done so far:

Eating habits.  I’ve been making (and eating) green smoothies.  Did you know Wal-Mart carries this ginormous bag of Kale?  Me neither until I found it earlier this week.  I do like Kale but I’d never ventured into green smoothies before.   I managed to make one today with a grapefruit that was actually quite tasty.  From one who has rarely stomached a grapefruit that wasn’t loaded with sugar that’s saying a lot.  Who knew kale and grapefruit could work together in symphony!

Rebounding.  We’ve had a “little trampoline” for years.  In the winter the kids will walk by and hop on for a few minutes to burn some energy when it’s too cold to brave the elements. In the past I’d hop on for a few minutes here and there but without purpose.  But  I read recently where even bouncing 5 minutes at a time can be beneficial.  My goal is 5 minutes 3 times a day.   I’ve know I need to be more active for some time now.  I always have the best intentions to do something but sometimes finding even 15 minutes for T-Tapp is impossible.  Finding 5 minutes while I’m listening to some “Happy Music” or a podcast, or playing Friendo I can do!  Finding this information on rebounding was truly an answer to prayer.

Meditation.  Not “quiet time with God” really but quieting myself for 15-30 minutes at least one time a day to let my mind wander here and there and everywhere with restful, relaxing music lulling me through headphones means I can do it when the chaos swirls around me.   I’ve thought about everything from my childhood to my favorite Scriptures.  I’ve prayed, I’ve wept quietly. I’ve almost fallen asleep.  It’s been amazing!

I’ve also started back to writing verses each day from swtblessings.  A few verses that I can think about and focus on throughout the day.  That is what I need.

Already I’m feeling better and seem to have more energy!  The stresses of life don’t seem as daunting.

I am encouraged and inspired.  Will we go totally Paleo?  No!  I’ve done enough research over the years to know what my thoughts are on healthy eating and strictly paleo isn’t it.   But we were off course having  had several super busy months last year. The fact is, sometimes store bought french fries are easier than making homemade sweet potato fries but I’m determined to go back to the outside of the aisles (for the most part) at the grocery store beginning now.

I tried a new egg casserole dish with sweet potatoes, kale, sausage and eggs that even my egg hater loved.

Even if my non new years resolution resolution fails, I’ve found some new low carb menu items to add to my rotation and that’s always a plus.

Happy 2018!

Linking up with the gang at Five Minute Friday this first Thursday evening of the New Year.  The word prompt is motivate.  I set my timer, or so I thought but I must not have pushed hard enough. It never went off.  Oh well.  The purpose is to write, right? 


Out With the Old; in With the New

A new year begins tomorrow. 2017 has passed so quickly. They say that happens as one gets older. I never believed it but I’m beginning.

2017 was a year of surrendering. I’m not yet to the place of being thankful for those surrenders. However, I can see God at work through them.

Unless those stalkers looked, they didn’t find me. I’m thankful for that! I lost the blog home I love because I trusted people that couldn’t be trusted. That’s sad, but the blessings have overcome the loss. I feel free again to be me without concern of what might come back to haunt me.

So I begin this year in a new home. Ready to see what this year of 2018 holds.

I have chosen “love” as my one word this year. Their are many reasons.

The struggles with extended family I fear has left me somewhat hard hearted. This is not what I desire. I desire more than anything to please my Lord.

The struggle and abandonment by those I thought were friends threatens the same.

I have found myself turning inward. That’s not the way of Jesus.

Jesus says love your neighbors.

Love your enemies, bless those that curse you.

It’s not my job to weld punishment. Justice is God’s alone.

I need to return to my first love.



Amid the Winters Snow

What a beautiful hymn written by Edward Caswall

See amid the winter’s snow,
Born for us on earth below,
See the tender Lamb appears,
Promised from eternal years.

Hail, thou ever-blessed morn!
Hail, redemption’s happy dawn!
Sing through all Jerusalem,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Lo, within a manger lies
He who built the starry skies;
He who throned in height sublime
Sits amid the cherubim. Chorus

Say, ye holy shepherds, say
What your joyful news today;
Wherefore have ye left your sheep
On the lonely mountain steep? Chorus

“As we watched at dead of night,
Lo, we saw a wondrous light; [1]
Angels singing peace on earth
Told us of the Saviour’s birth”. Chorus

Sacred infant, all divine,
What a tender love was thine,
Thus to come from highest bliss
Down to such a world as this. Chorus

Teach, O teach us , Holy Child,
By Thy Face so meek and mild,
Teach us to resemble Thee,
In Thy Sweet humility! Chorus

Merry Christmas!

Sitting at my computer this morning, the house is waking up.  Shane is wondering around the dining room area.  Suddenly, I hear  “O Holy Night.”   The voice I hear is beautiful.  Goose pimple beautiful.  Josh Groban, or Andrea Bocelli  beautiful.

“What is that?”   I ask

It’s this grocery store clerk. Guilherme Assuncao”

“Oh!  Wow!”

Want to hear?

I think this young man is well on his way to fulfilling his dream.

Merry Christmas!