I read this a few weeks ago in Disciplines of a Godly Man, about Robertson McQuilkin, the former President at Columbia International University. It is his resignation letter, served when his wife was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. It moved me, and I want my life to emulate his.
Twenty-two years is a long time, but then again, [...]
a lost post from september.
After snuggling deep into a wool sweater all day yesterday (and avoiding puddles, having perpetually damp hair, and a chill affecting my spine), I am very happy to see today’s forecast: 68 and sunny. I think I’ll make sure to be outside a bit today.
I woke up at 7:00 this morning, [...]
I forget how intimately acquainted He is with all of my ways. I remember common grace, but I forget that He extends His mercy to me in my particular moment of need. I underestimate His ability to fill my emptiness before I even have time to notice the gaping hole. He’s so good, so perfect, [...]
A two-day shopping trip with my mom and a sister–the anticipated event of my pre-holiday season–is over. We shopped from the time the doors opened till the last door closed for two days and came home with a Caravan full of packages. When it comes to shoppers, we are the real deal! My favorite moments [...]
Afternoons this time of year are so strange. An hour ago, I was so cheered by the bright sunshine pouring through all of our windows. Now, long shadows cast gray light, and it doesn’t look like afternoon anymore: it’s dusk.
Well, only one thing to do-start cooking and make this place cozy with the aromas of [...]
I read this today and noticed this for the first time.
Even Paul, the Apostle of Jesus Christ, third heaven guy, had his days when he just didn’t get it. And even when that happened, he never despaired. What a great example.
I love these moments, these glimpses into our heroes and their real-life Christianity. I love [...]
So, whose blog is this, anyway? It's mine, and here are few tidbits about me: My name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley.My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I'm the oldest of 9 kids--and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They're actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I've joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been "leaving-and-cleaving" for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you'll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too--hundreds of them--should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I'm a stay at home mom who is redefining that title--I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil' ol' town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband's encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, "He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,...", and sometimes, that's all a wife needs.
The first of a week-long series on mothering without fear. Encouraging!
GOOD read.
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