Category: Children

Dad’s Day: Make it Special

Happy Father’s Day fellas!

My dad left us in 2009. The thing I remember most about him is how he was a diligent, prompt, hard worker. He retired from Rohm and Haas after almost 40 years, doing that shift work. He rarely missed a day. I didn’t know all those years until my teen years, my dad could not read. Wow! But he showed up to work everyday! Phenomenal!!

Dads are special to kids. Nobody like them. I often watch and tell the story how moms can be doing it all–everyday, every year. Dad walks in one day with one toy or a thing the kid loves. The kid smiles broadly, and screams loudly, with a burst of excitement, “LOOK AT WHAT MY DADDY GOT ME! MY DADDY GAVE ME THIS!!” They walk around the house or school or the neighborhood waving that thing around as if daddy just gave them a piece of gold worth millions!! Lol

That’s the affect dads have that moms don’t. 😉💙

Enjoy your day Fathers. You rock!

Be blessed until next time!.

Gratitude During the Holiday Season

My Thanksgiving holiday turned out well.  I’m grateful my family and I made it through another year to experience another holiday season, which was different for me but nice. I wasn’t much for cooking anything this year, and the current mood this multiple sclerosis has placed me in is one where solitude, isolation, and few group gatherings appeal to me. So, my sister, brother, his wife, and I went out to eat at a seafood restaurant (one of my favs). They served the traditional Thanksgiving turkey and other trimmings. I was grateful to eat regularly again because my appetite had changed to only one meal a day. Overall, it was a nice outing for me, and I enjoyed our time together.

The quick ride back to my home was also something I was grateful for.  I immediately curled up under my blanket, watched movies, and slept all weekend. I was very tired and needed to do this. I’ve been tutoring quite a bit—college students with essay college writing and 3rd/4th-grade children in ELA and math. I even took on a few substitute sessions with a 7th/8th grade group and 1st/2nd graders. I enjoy tutoring! I’m still grateful for how the Lord opened this opportunity for me to work from home. It aligns perfectly with the limitations I have due to multiple sclerosis.

I recognized an opportunity by tutoring these kids. They are always in my heart, and I’m troubled by the things they are experiencing so young. I have a chance to show them Jesus Christ’s love. It’s not always about preaching to them. Besides, I can’t mention God or Christ to kids in the public school system anyway; it’s prohibited. Nonetheless, through my smile, warmth, inclusiveness, and conversations with them, I’m able to make them feel wanted, accepted, and capable of learning. I inspire them by telling them, “You can learn English and math.”  I encourage them despite the struggles I see many of them have. I shared the struggles I had in reading at their age and let them know they too could overcome their challenges. This is very much a part of witnessing, I think–demonstrating God’s love. It’s exciting too, discovering the differences in how I was taught and how they are being taught. They’re showing me something new and I adapt.  I, in turn, show them some of the old-school tricks I used as a youngster, and they’re amazed. It’s a great exchange between the generations.

So, I have a lot I’m grateful for this holiday season—small, everyday things. I’m also grateful my newest granddaughter was born healthy and without any problems. Ayla Grace was born on November 13th to my son and his new wife. It amazes me how alert the babies are today. I remember a time we would sit watching a newborn, prodding him or her to open their eyes. Not so with Ayla; she’s wide awake and alert! Lol

Finally, my book is nearing completion, and I’m grateful for the progress. I’m looking forward to having it published by early next year. Please click this link to add your email to my author’s list, so I can notify you when it goes to print and receive suggestions of other terrific books to read.

That’s all for this month. I simply wanted to chat. I hope all of you enjoyed your holiday as well and have found things to truly be grateful for. Please, comment, join the conversation, and share how your Thanksgiving was. I’d love to hear.

All the best, and stay blessed until next time… 🙂

“In every situation [no matter what the circumstances] be thankful and continually give thanks to God; for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus.”

1 Thessalonians 5:18 (AMP)

Find Shelter

Overwhelmed by events in your city? Around the world? It can be this way sometimes, especially listening to the daily rhetoric that is rarely good news. Find safety in God. Read about it.

I’m reposting my March Blog because we need a sure place, a sure word about safety right now. It’s found only with God!

I’m lost for words this month. I’ve been distraught by my personal circumstances; events taking place in my country and world; the younger generation being slaughtered or committing slaughter; the ease by which whole communities are shattered and people are instantly homeless in natural disasters; the various financial collapses and scandals; and the public rhetoric. At times, it’s surprising, other times perplexing, and other times daunting. There’s nothing I can do, I think. In fact, I’ve had to work through a few panic attacks this past month, until I recalled this verse of scripture. It’s one I recite to myself when I get overwhelmed by what I see and hear. This verse brings me back to the realization of how, in the land, there is no place where we can really feel secure; there are no guarantees. Wickedness still abounds, our material possessions are expensive yet tawdry, and love for our neighbors is waxing cold. The younger generation is dying in droves. Are you “watching” and “praying” as Jesus told us to do on several occasions while He walked the earth? There’s no age disparity or protected group from all that’s occurring in our world. But there is a Place where we can hide.

Gladly, Old Testament scribes recorded this, as they witnessed and lived through the troubling life events of their time. They too finally concluded that there’s only one sure Person and Place. More than ever, children, young millennials, and older persons of any ethnicity should find, enter into, and live under God’s safe shelter.

Be blessed until next time…

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Find Shelter

Overwhelmed by events in your city? Around the world? It can be this way sometimes, especially listening to the daily rhetoric that is rarely good news. Find safety in God. Read about it.

I’m lost for words this month. I’ve been distraught by my personal circumstances; events taking place in my country and world; the younger generation being slaughtered or committing slaughter; the ease by which whole communities are shattered and people are instantly homeless in natural disasters; the various financial collapses and scandals; and the public rhetoric. At times, it’s surprising, other times perplexing, and other times daunting. There’s nothing I can do, I think. In fact, I’ve had to work through a few panic attacks this past month, until I recalled this verse of scripture. It’s one I recite to myself when I get overwhelmed by what I see and hear. This verse brings me back to a realization that in the land, there is no place where we can really feel secure; there are no guarantees. Wickedness still abounds, our material possessions are expensive yet tawdry, and love for our neighbors is waxing cold. Are you “watching” and “praying” as Jesus told us to do on several occasions while He walked the earth? There’s no age disparity or protected group in all that’s occurring in our world. But, there is a Place we can hide.

Gladly, Old Testament scribes recorded this, as they witnessed and lived through the troubling life events of their time. They too finally concluded that there’s only one sure Person and Place. More than ever, children, young millennials, and older persons of any ethnicity should find, enter into, and live under God’s safe shelter.

Be blessed until next time…

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A Mother’s Treasured Heart

Luke 2:19 (NIV) tells the story of how Jesus’ mother, Mary, treasured up and pondered in her heart words the Shepherds spoke about Jesus Christ. After the angel revealed to them who Christ was, they went to find this child. They found Mary and Joseph with the child and proclaimed to them and those nearby everything the angels had said about Jesus.  Verse 17 says, “When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child…and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. ” The scripture goes on to say about his mother, “But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.” Surely, Mary was just as amazed as the others by what the shepherds said. She did not fully understand what these words meant about the child she had just given birth to.

However, she “treasured” and “pondered” on them, the text says. These words reflect more than just simply thinking about something. These words are used as verbs here, which denote an action Mary took. Meriam Webster defines treasure as, “to hold or keep as precious; or “to collect and store up (something of value) for future use.” Ponder means, “to think or consider especially quietly, soberly, and deeply.” Mary heard the shepherds’ words, wondered what they meant and thought deeply about them, considered them of excellent value, and quietly stored them deep inside her heart. The scripture does not tell us another angel appeared to explain all this to her. Nor does it say how Mary discussed it with her husband, Joseph, or ran to tell her friends. She didn’t even dance around the room in glee at this announcement.

On the contrary, Mary was struck by the idea she was responsible for raising an incredibly special child. The announcement was extraordinary. In her bewilderment, she made a mature decision. Quietly and wisely, Mary stored the words from the shepherds deep within her heart. Somehow, I belive Mary understood–at that moment–those words would be the arsenal she would need to draw from as Jesus, the Christ, would grow “… in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and man” (Luke 2:52). Now, things are becoming clearer for Mary.

May we follow Mary’s example with the children we’ve been gifted to love, care for, and guide. Surely, being a mother has its quirks and foibles. From our first look at our children, we don’t immediately know what will follow. Sometimes we want to know everything about our kids, or we try to craft them into what we want them to be. Instead, let’s do as Mary did and treasure the special moments we share with them and ponder in our hearts those special conversations when they are revealing themselves to us. As God did for Mary, in time, He will reveal to us our kids’ unique characteristics or abilities. Because, like Jesus, every child has a purpose when they are conceived.

Be blessed until next time…!

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