Why We Homeschool

Why We HomeschoolToday is the start of the 2015 FPEA Florida Homeschool Convention, the largest homeschool conference in the nation with some 17,000 attendees (plus many of their families). This is my first time attending, and as I soak in all the energy, it’s hard to believe a year has passed since we first started looking into homeschooling. All those months we spent mulling it over, analyzing every possible angle, researching pros and cons, and praying for wisdom and guidance. And here I am, a year later, doing it. If this were a Facebook status, it would say “I am feeling accomplished” with some assortment of emojis.

Looking over the conference agenda, I can’t decide which classes to pick. So many good ones. I’m also reflecting on how I came to be here in the first place. No, not as in by way of the Turnpike. But, as in, how did I end up a homeschooler? As a family, we get asked this question constantly. Sometimes people are curious, intrigued or even perplexed. Why would any one choose to homeschool? I can’t speak for other homeschoolers out there, but here are some of my reasons, in no particular order:

Education is more than just learning information. Schools can be very linear in their definition of education, focusing on reading, math, science and the like. And while those are great and very important, there is more to a person than the amount of facts they know. I want to use these formative years to focus on molding their character – for them to understand their place in this world, to know and love God, to be kind, to be passionate, to be respectful, generous, hard-working, creative. Being home with them allows me to teach them these things as we go about our day and our schooling, when they have energy and are attentive, rather than trying to squeeze these important life lessons when they get home from a long day at school.

“One Size Fits All” doesn’t apply to Education. Honestly, it shouldn’t to clothes either, but let’s just focus on education for now. Not everyone learns the same way, and not everyone expresses knowledge in the same way. Most people I talk to agree on this point, yet, traditional schooling by default favors certain types of learners – those who can take in information passively, can sit for hours without fidgeting and are great test-takers. My oldest is one of those “perfect” students. Since preschool, many a teacher have told me how they wished all their students could be more like him – quietly learning in his chair, following any and all rules, while patiently waiting for direction from the teacher. And yet, I feared 12 years of this type of schooling would only reinforce his “compliant” tendencies and not challenge him to step out of his comfort zone. Because, let’s be honest, Life doesn’t always favor those who passively and quietly wait.

Then there’s my six-year-old, who is the complete opposite. When he was three, his preschool teacher cheerfully pointed out one day, “He loves to ask questions!” I chuckled inside because I knew that was code for, “He’s overwhelming me with questions!” Yes, this boy questions and challenges everything, even things that are in his favor. (“Mami, but why don’t we have to eat vegetables today?”) That’s who he is, constantly wanting to understand and push the boundaries around him.

My four-year-old, on the other hand, doesn’t even know there are boundaries. Life is a party and Fun is his goal. He has a constant need to be moving. My fidgeter. In addition, he’s a Summer Baby, and would be one of the youngest in his class. Maturity not being one of his, uhm, strengths, I envisioned future parent-teacher conferences… “He is a very sweet boy, Mrs. Broderick, but he doesn’t stay seated, or listens and gets easily distracted.”

I didn’t want their particular personalities to hinder them in a class-room setting. At home, I can leverage their strengths, and challenge them to grow in the areas they are weakest in.

Testing. This was a big one for me. While my oldest was in K and 1st grade at our local school, I kept hearing how the emphasis on testing was not only going to get worse, but that they were going to start pushing it earlier than 3rd grade. Sure enough, this year testing has been all over the news nation-wide, and it truly is tragic. I’m not against the general idea of testing, after all, when they eventually have jobs, their employers will most likely administer performance evaluations. However, testing has become the end goal and not a tool to measure the child’s real learning and growth. And, when did it become acceptable to pressure 9- and 10-year-olds to the point of physical and mental stress, because the future of their schools’ funding and teachers’ raises rests on the results of their tests? Just like the Pearson math problems, it doesn’t add up for me.

The State of Florida has different expectations for your kids, depending on your race. Yes, that’s right. There is after all a supreme race, and it is Asian. Congratulations if you’re Asian! The State hopes to have about 90% of your kids at reading level by 2018. African-Americans, however, with a goal of 74%, get the short end of the stick. Are your kids multi-racial, like mine? Sorry, no goal for you. You must choose to be American Indian, Asian, Black/African American, Hispanic or White. Economically Disadvantaged, English Language Learners, and Students with Disabilities are the other categories with specified goals. But don’t worry, according to Florida’s State Board of Education Strategic Plan: “Continuing on this trajectory, all students will be proficient in reading and math by the 2022-23 school year.” (Sorry Class of 2021!) That is, of course, if they don’t modify the goals once they review it at the end of this year, after the new assessments are fully implemented (or rejected.)

Now, I’m not against goals. I like having goals. I think they’re very important and provide guidance. But, why choose race to breakdown academic goals? Why not just break them down by age groups or grade level? My strategic plan at home is much simpler. I only expect them to give me their best work in whatever it is they’re doing.

One of my kids must invent an ‘app’ that will make us rich. Seriously though! How will they ever have time to do that with all that homework? All kidding aside, being at home we can use our time wisely. The actual “schooling” doesn’t take more than a couple of hours versus the six they’d generally spend at school (plus the hour or two they’d spend on homework). This gives us plenty of time to explore their interests and passions. Most days, this would be building Legos at my house. But, my oldest has suddenly become fascinated with electricity, sparked by a few books he read on Benjamin Franklin. Truthfully, pre-homeschooling, I don’t know if we would’ve had the time and energy to discover this.

I want our family to be strong. Life today is very demanding and even puts a strain on the family unit. Most careers take up more than the traditional 40-hour work week, and with technology, there are no clear boundaries of when work starts and ends. You’re always one email away from needing to log on. School itself also takes up the whole day for the kids, and as they grow older, homework and sports take up the rest of their time. Most weeks I felt like we were just trying to survive until the weekend, when we’d have birthday parties, weddings, more sports activities and church. Leaving virtually no time to relax and just be together as a family. You know, so you can actually get to know each other and learn to love each other deeply, not just because you’re related.

Deciding to homeschool did not happen overnight, but these were certainly some “nudges” from God that led us to question our views and thoughts on education. It has been eye-opening to redefine our long-held beliefs, but certainly worth the journey. I encourage everyone, whether you homeschool or not, to sit down and think through these things and have your own goals for your kids’ education, and not just delegate it to the State. Especially if you’re not Asian.


So, what about you? What are some of the reasons you’ve chosen homeschooling or traditional schooling? Have you ever thought about having your own goals and standards for your kids’ education?

Comment below!

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Fleet Week Port Everglades: What You Need to Know for Your Ship Tour

Fleet Week Port Everglades 2015Yesterday, my oldest and I went on the 25th annual Fleet Week Port Everglades ship tour, and, for lack of a better word, it was AWESOME.

As we approached the USS Wasp, giddy with excitement, we couldn’t help but to feel so incredibly tiny. There’s something overwhelming about being surrounded by hundreds of Sailors, Marines and Coast Guardsmen, and their awe inspiring ships.  I mean, its anchor alone weighed 40,000 lbs. And it had two of them!

When I first registered for a tour a couple of months ago, I wanted to get into the submarine tour. I knew my eight-year old would enjoy it, and, frankly, I didn’t recognize any of the other types of ships. However, it seemed most everyone else had the same line of thinking because all the slots were booked. So, I settled for the amphibious assault ship. I had no idea what it was, but I’m glad I did. This ship can hold a crew of 1,100, and is designed for fast troop movement using a whole range of helicopters and amphibious vehicles it can accommodate inside, as well as its Landing Craft Air Cushion, a sort of hover craft that looks like an Everglades airboat on steroids.

It truly was an amazing opportunity.  No book, movie or picture (or blog post!) can convey the immensity of these ships. Or the weight of the weapons my son was able to hold. Or the force with which they ricocheted when he fired the (unloaded) guns. Or the pride each of the officers had as they spoke about and showed off their vehicles. It will take days to let it all sink in, and I look forward to the conversations it will help springboard with the boys – about courage, war, peace, sacrifice.

If you plan on going this week, here are a few tips for your trip:

If you have not already registered, it is too late to attend a tour this year. But, sign up for the newsletter here so you can find out when registration opens up for 2016.

Wear comfortable shoes and clothes. It’ll be windy, and there’ll be lots of climbing up and down ramps. You’ll want to avoid flip flops, heels and skirts.

Bring cash. You can buy souvenirs ranging from $5 to $45, but they only take cash.

Bring your camera. The website says pictures aren’t allowed, but they are in most areas. I promise there will be plenty of picture-worthy moments.

Bring an umbrella. You know, because it’s rainy season.

No children under 8. Although I did see a kid who definitely looked younger, I noticed she tired easily with all the walking, and seemed a bit scared with all the guns and crafts on display. They can be intimidating for little ones.

Plan to arrive about 30 minutes before your tour. That should give you enough time to park and go through the two security check points.

Go to the bathroom before the tour starts. There are no bathrooms for public use aboard the ships.

Be patient. Once you arrive, you may need to wait another 20 minutes or so before your group can board the ship. Bring some water and snacks if you need to.

Above all, make sure to have fun and take this opportunity to thank these Sailors for their service.

Fleet Week Port Everglades 2015

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Five Minute Friday: Door

This post is part of the Five-Minute-Friday writing prompt community. The prompt for this week was “door,” and you only get five minutes of writing time. Join us or you can read more of this week’s posts here!


Life is always full of possibilities. For me, one of the hardest things is deciding which is the “best” door to go through. Which one will lead me to the best place I can be? Which one will provide the best opportunities? Which door is the right fit? But sometimes not every decision has a finite answer. Maybe multiple doors can provide equally fulfilling paths. Just don’t tell my brain that; it’s quite possible it can explode.

I once heard someone say that rather than focusing on which “door” to go through, just go after all of them and let God be the one to close them. This alone is freeing, to know someone all-knowing is guiding my steps and my path. I don’t have to worry about the door because God already knows which one to lead me to. Hopefully, it’s a red-colored one though. I like red.

Red Door - Let God Close the Door

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How to Instill a Love of Poetry in Your Children

April is National Poetry Month, and I have to confess that before homeschooling, I never thought about reading poetry to the boys. I mean, if it didn’t involve ninjas or mutant turtles, why bother, right?  Um, wrong!

I’ve heard it said before that poetry is the highest form of literature, so why not start exposing our children to it from an early age? I was surprised how positively my boys responded, especially to those verses they could relate to as children. The accompanying hot chocolate and marshmallows didn’t hurt either.

Now, if you can’t envision your children eagerly crowding around your feet, begging, “Mother dear, please, would you read us another poem?,” don’t worry, mine don’t do that either. However, don’t be intimidated. Just follow these two simple steps and you’ll be well on your way to develop an appreciation for this rhythmic art in your kids.

Step 1: Pick a poem.

Step 2: Read said poem.

[Repeat Daily]

Yes, I know. It really is that simple. Lately, we’ve been reading Robert Louis Stevenson’s A Child’s Garden of Verses, and are now delving into A. A. Milne’s When We Were Young.

I’m curious to know, do you or your kids have any favorite children’s poems? Do share!

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Treasures Under My Pillow

My boys rarely go to sleep without taking with them their latest toy obsession – whichever one they hold dear to their heart at the moment, and is small enough to fit in their hands or next to them in bed. My just-turned-four-year-old does it more than his brothers though. Once, I went to check on him and I found so many trinkets and toys that he could barely fit on the bed! It’s funny now that I think of it, but at the time it was not. What if I’m raising a hoarder?!?

As you can imagine, it can be very distracting for a four-year-old to have toys in bed when he’s supposed to be actually going to sleep. On those nights when he’s especially distracted and I have to remind him two, three, four and five times again and again that it’s bed time, I usually end with the biggest threat in my arsenal of Angry Mom Threats: “Go to sleep or the toys are going on Time Out.” He then finally, and reluctantly, tucks them safely under his pillow and closes his eyes shut, really really tight. After a few seconds, he peeks his eyes open to check if I’m still there, then smiles and quickly shuts them again when he realizes I’m standing there, arms crossed, with my Angry Mom Look.

Sometimes, when he wakes up the next morning, he forgets what he’s done with his precious treasure, and he’ll whine in the way only toddlers do although he’s technically not a toddler anymore, until I ask, “Did you check under your pillow yet?”  He scurries back to his room and proudly yells out, “I found it!”

And then, there are moments like tonight, when I’m exhausted from cleaning all day, and still the house is a mess. When I’ve evicted them from my room because they thought they could camp out in my bed since Daddy’s out of town, and quite frankly, I would like to have some “me” time before the little one wakes up to nurse, again. And, as I sit up on my bed and get comfortable, I lift up my pillow and there it is.

TreasureHis treasured possession.

I smile. Yes, all four are sleeping, which is probably why the moment is particularly heart-warming. Otherwise, I’d be asking him to please put his toys away where they belong, which happens to not be my bed. But, still. I smile. In a split second, these precious little Lego persons complete with menacing weapons, remind me of the special little things that make him him. And that my little treasures are quickly growing. I can already picture him waking me up in the morning, asking me, “Mami, can you move? I need to look under your pillow.”

I suppose one day he’ll outgrow this magical age, of superheroes and bad guys and there will no longer be toys hidden under his pillow. Perhaps, one day I’ll instead find the latest book he’s reading. Or the picture of the pretty girl he likes. Or drugs. Okay, this heart-warming moment is quickly taking a turn for the worse, so let me wrap it up.

Fellow mamas in the daily grind, I hate to be cliché, but like they say, The days are long, and the years are short. So, lift up that post-bedtime-routine glass of wine I know you’re drinking and here’s to treasuring the little things and finding joy in the journey. Here’s to finding Legos under the pillow and not uncontrolled substances.  Salud!

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So… we decided to homeschool!

Homeschool AdventuresIt’s been quiet here on the blog for a few months, but life has not. Part of me can’t believe we’re actually homeschooling because for months we were noncommittally “just looking into it,” researching different methods, curriculum, support groups, and on and on. Another part of me says, “It’s about time!” You see, homeschooling has always appealed to me, and now that I look back, I see how God planted the seeds over the years for it to come to fruition.

About four years ago, when my oldest two were three and one, and I was pregnant with baby #3, I remember praying a lot about work and our expanding family — because when you’re about to have three children three-years-old and under with a full-time job, all you can really do is pray! So one morning, I found a flyer in my son’s folder at preschool inviting parents to learn about a new homeschool group, and for a split second I remember thinking, What if this is God trying to tell me something? But I was busy preparing for a week-long work event in Brazil and dismissed the possibility of God answering my prayers. Plus, there’s no way we could ever survive on one income. Still, I signed up for the email list and for the next two and a half years received almost daily messages about co-ops, spelling bees, curriculum sales, yearbooks, annual conventions and everything in between. I don’t know why I took so long to unsubscribe from the list, but I like to think it helped paint a picture of what homeschooling could be like.

Then, about two years ago I traded in my full-time position at my job for a part-time one because I couldn’t adjust to my son being in Kindergarten, in this big new school without me being able to know and talk to his teacher, his classmates, and the staff. It just seemed so… unnatural. And how would we find time to spend together as a family, between work and homework? So I became a Room Mom and PTA volunteer extraordinaire with my newly acquired free time.

Then, there was the summer I bought a set of homeschool books off eBay to see if I could “do” school with my son. To be honest, I never had a chance to use them, but I got my first taste of how addictive the buying of curriculum can be.

Finally, at the end of last year, while I was on maternity leave with baby número 4, the boys started randomly asking when I was going to homeschool them. Seriously? What kid comes out of nowhere asking to be homeschooled? Well, turns out Daddy told my oldest, in a moment of frustration after spending a ridiculous amount of time trying to figure out his 1st grade math homework (tens frames, anyone?), not to worry because I would be homeschooling him. My son took him at his word, and announced the news to his brothers. And so began the constant requests from my boys to homeschool them.

“You know homeschooling means you ‘learn’ at home, not you ‘play all day long with your toys’ at home?” They said they understood. “And I would be your teacher.” They were fine with that. “And you won’t go back to school again, or be in a class with your friends.” They were okay with that also.

I tried to ignore them for a while, but they continued to ask with that unrelenting persistence only children have. Then, it finally dawned on me, What if this is God trying to tell me something? So after four years, I finally decided to seriously consider the possibility of homeschooling. Since January I’ve been reading everything I can get my hands on. But most of all, I love looking back on the past few years and seeing how God was working in ways I didn’t even know at the time. Reminds me of Ephesians 3:20.

We started our homeschool adventure over the summer to slowly transition into this new lifestyle, and for that I’m grateful. Whenever we tell people, the first question is usually a perplexed “Why?”, but it’s a long answer for another post. For now, enjoy some pics of our home learning adventure.

Have you ever thought about homeschooling or an alternative to traditional schooling? Make sure to leave a comment below!





















































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Happy International Day of the Midwife

Newborn Exam Baby M

My midwife Colleen, doing Baby M’s newborn exam in my bedroom, with my three sons and husband watching along.

I love midwives. I’ve had midwives as my care providers for each of my four pregnancies, and they’ve attended my four births, either at a birth center or at home.

Since today is International Day of the Midwife, I’ve been thinking all day of how my midwives made a difference in my journey throughout pregnancy, labor and those precious first few weeks after birth.

Now, if you know me, you know how I can go on and on (and on) about midwifery care, so I tried really hard to keep this short. I really did!

They taught me what birth is really about. Other than the ins and outs of pregnancy, labor and birth, I learned that pregnancy and birth are a sacred journey, one that should be honored and respected. Not a medical disability to be intervened with and managed. This change in perspective alone made the biggest difference.

They taught me the ins and outs of pregnancy, labor and birth. My husband and I learned so much during our pre-natal visits, and we learned tons during the birth classes offered by our midwives. These ultimately empowered us in our journey to four non-medicated natural births.

My pre-natal appointments were not rushed. During my first pregnancy, I remember my pre-natal visits with my ob-gyn lasting barely five minutes. Being a first-time soon-to-be mom, I had no idea what pregnancy was all about. During one of my appointments, I asked my doctor a question about what I should expect to be normal at that time. His response? He told me to read the book “What to Expect When You’re Expecting.” Maybe he misunderstood and thought I asked for a book recommendation.

At around my fifth month of pregnancy, I switched care to a group of midwives at a birth center. My appointments were the complete opposite. It was almost like sitting down with friends to talk about my pregnancy. The midwives did not rush our appointments, which often lasted between 30 minutes up to even an hour, making sure they addressed any and all concerns I had during my visit, and offering tips and information that could be helpful at the time. For a first-timer who didn’t even know what to ask about, this kind of support was invaluable. Even during my fourth time around, sitting down with my midwife during each visit was still priceless.

Post-partum support. This alone is reason enough to have a midwife. Most providers will see you once, at six weeks after giving birth. Six weeks may not seem like a long time, but after giving birth, your body goes through a million changes and you have just as many questions. Most midwives will have seen you and your newborn five to six times by your six week check-up. And some of those visits, will be at your house. Yes, you heard me right – in the comfort of your home.

Breast-feeding support. As they say, “breast is best,” but I think the majority of new moms (if not all) are shocked by how hard it is. My midwives were invaluable, teaching me about the importance of breastfeeding during pre-natal appointments and birth classes, and employing breastfeeding-friendly birth practices. Right after birth, they ensured plenty of skin to skin between me and my babes, making sure baby latched on. They encouraged me to keep the baby on my breast for even up to an hour or longer, allowing for plenty of bonding with baby, before they even began with the newborn exam, such as weighing and measuring the baby. Their support continued throughout the post-partum visits, checking for any breastfeeding issues or challenges, and always checking to see if I was still doing my latches correctly. In between visits, they made themselves available for questions or concerns that I had.

When in doubt, call the midwife. I remember the fear I felt leaving the birth center after having my first son. I’d never had a baby before and was very nervous about messing things up. I remember as we headed home, wondering if they’d made the right decision in letting me leave with the baby. Ha, those new-mommy jitters! However, as nervous as I was, having them available a phone call away was very reassuring. I remember my husband and I calling the birth center with all sorts of baby and post-partum questions in between our visits. Since that time, I have called, texted and even Facebooked my midwives about so many things, from breastfeeding, to post-partum bleeding, to suggestions on how to treat baby’s cold.

I’m gonna have to stop here, otherwise, I’m never going to publish this post!

My hope is that if you are planning to have a baby, you will consider having a midwife as your care provider. And if you’ve used a midwife before, make sure to share your experience in the comments below!



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What I’ve Learned as a SAHM

Life is sometimes about self-discovery and in the month and a half since taking on my new role as a Stay-at-Home Mom, I’ve learned a few things about myself.

I need a new wardrobe. If I’m going to be a SAHM, I need to rock the SAHM uniform. Yoga pants! Unfortunately, my closet is filled with mostly work clothes. Must go shopping.

I don’t like when people talk about their jobs. My husband and I were at a conference a few weeks ago and we all get to talking. They ask my husband, “So, what do you do?” You know, one of these standard small-talk questions. However, as the conversation about work carried on, it really bothered me that nobody asked me what I did. I mean, at least give me a chance to say I’m a SAHM people. This helped me realize that…

My self-identity is, or was, closely tied to my job. I don’t think this is a bad thing, but after investing over a decade into my profession, I realized I needed to mourn the loss of this very big part of my life. Coincidentally, around the same time, I learned that…

If there’s chocolate, I will eat it. Dark chocolate, milk chocolate, hot chocolate or Nutella. If it’s in the house, it’s gone. And if I can’t find any, I eat the mini chocolate chips I bought for baking home-made cookies, which by the way I never made.

I should’ve gotten the iPhone with the bigger storage. It’s ridiculous the amount of pictures I take of the baby doing the same pose… all. day. long. I can’t help it though – she’s too cute!! The thing is, once the picture is taken, I can’t bring myself to delete it, even if there are 8 other pictures that look just the same. Case in point: image image image image image                           image





















I like wine. Around 6:30 p.m., after a long day with baby and when the boys are going full out crazy before bed-time, a little Sangria can go a long way. In moderation, of course.

2 a.m. is my favorite time of day. This is about the only time everyone is sleeping and I can get some uninterrupted “me” time. The only catch is I should also be sleeping, and I usually am. Basically, what I’m trying to say is I rarely ever get any “me” time. Must work on that.

Now that I don’t have to be somewhere at a certain time, it’s ridiculously hard to get up in the morning. It’s like my body thinks it’s Saturday, every day. Except I still have to get a few kids ready for school. Needless to say, there have been more tardies these past weeks than usual.

If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. My biggest learning is that time flies at home, as opposed to when you’re at work and it seems to drag. Every day I get up, get the kids ready for school (hopefully on time). Nurse the baby. Try to put her down for a nap. Baby wakes up as soon as she feels the bed on her face. Play with baby and read her a book. Keep baby from eating said book. Check Facebook. Instagram. Twitter. Oops, baby’s hungry again. Check to see if my builders finished upgrading my clan’s gold storage and Town Hall yet on Clash of Clans. Before you know it, it’s time to pick up the kids from school – already! I had all these high hopes of cleaning and organizing things around the house and so far all I have to show for the last six weeks is a chunkier baby and one organized closet. Actually, just half of it is organized. Sort of. Lesson learned: need to plan out my day.

Being a mom is a journey in which we are constantly learning and re-learning things about ourselves. Now I want to hear from you about things you’ve learned about yourself along the way, or any tips you can share with me to get this SAHM thing down! Make sure to leave a comment below.

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Happy Resurrection Day

For weeks we’ve been bombarded with seemingly endless ads and sales for Easter — “Get the perfect doll/car/book/movie/toy for the Easter Basket!” This year, for some reason, the commercialization of the holiday has gotten to me so much that I think I’m going to start calling today Resurrection Day like many others have done already. It seems a more fitting name to remind myself why we celebrate.

So, as you go to worship services, spend time with family and rejoice on this day, don’t let the gifts, baskets, egg hunts and dinners (as fun as they are!) distract you from the reason we celebrate.

On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: ‘The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ”  (Luke 24:1-7 NIV)


Jesus performed many other signs in the presence of his disciples, which are not recorded in this book. But these are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in his name. (John 20:30, 31 NIV)


From my family to yours, Happy Resurrection Day!












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Five Minute Friday: Glue

This is my first time doing Lisa Jo’s writing prompt, and it was hard. Five minutes just flew by and I barely wrote a thing! Plus, I have to confess, I used a bit more time. But I loved it. Great exercise to write and dig deep inside. Todays word: Glue.


Psalm 127

Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain… I love this scripture. It always bring me back to the basics of life. What am I toiling for? And why?

As life begins to change again, as life tends to do when you think you’ve figure it out, I need to ask myself who is building all of this. God in his wisdom and grace, or me in my pride?

His word to hold this family together, or my word to get through the days?

His word to encourage us and build us up, or my word to get the kids to obey?

His word to love and forgive, or my word to make sure my point of view is understood?

While I get pulled in a million directions, His glue keeps me together. Glue.

The Family.








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