I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m a just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
This will be a “newsy” post, as my mom would say.
On Monday, I leave for Spain for two weeks. I’ll be going with my dad and two friends, but no Mom. She’d been planning on going, but a nasty spill forced a change of plans. Dad and I will miss her, for sure. We’ll have [...]
The geese are coming home.
Yesterday found me in bed with the cold and fever I’d avoided so well all winter. Time couldn’t fly fast enough, it seemed to me, and the light at the end of my tunnel was the dose of Tylenol I would allow myself before bed.
But as I sat in the [...]
aha — a draft from awhile back, rediscovered:
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So, what is the key to desire? How is it awakened? Should I simply make it a matter of prayer? Should I discipline myself and begin to act as one who desires, hoping that desperation will actually kick in?
No. Desire for God begins with God Himself. He, after [...]
oh my goodness.
nothing since february 17th — weeks and weeks.
how terrible of me.
have i lost all of you at this point?
if not, i might soon…
for this is nothing more than me noting my terrible lapse, typing a hasty apology, and signing off again.
until another time, then, when there are more thoughts and more energy.
Yup, 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. Read more »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.
"Even in countries like Canada and the U.K., there is no intrinsic right to health care. Rather, citizens in these countries are told by government bureaucrats what health-care treatments they are eligible to receive and when they can receive them. All countries with socialized medicine ration health care by forcing their citizens to wait in lines to receive scarce treatments.
Although Canada has a population smaller than California, 830,000 Canadians are currently waiting to be admitted to a hospital or to get treatment, according to a report last month in Investor's Business Daily. In England, the waiting list is 1.8 million."
A fabulous thought on responding to our children's fears: Yes, your fears are valid, and YES, Jesus came to deliver.
Well said. Nothing genius, but then again, it seems that us duped Americans just need a lot of basic truth these days.
"Sotomayor’s comments were literally scripted — for a lecture. She then published that speech in a law journal. It’s apparent she meant what she said, and if a white judge ever said anything similar, his career would be over. And, as former federal prosecutor Andrew McCarthy notes, any typical citizen who said anything of the sort would be dismissed from a jury pool."
Creepy: the exact word I use when describing my feelings about leaders who go out of their way to promote infanticide. But that's another story. (ht: lore.unskewed.com)