This morning I read Psalm 37. I always forget how much I just love, love this chapter. I mean, chock full, absolutely overflowing, with little tidbits of amazing wisdom. Practical wisdom. Eternal perspective. And just the encouragement a pilgrim needs to keep going.
I imagine that if my dad were to write a chapter of the [...]
I love Valentine’s Day, which you probably could guess if you happen to read any of my sisters’ blogs. Growing up, this day of cards and cookies, hearts and flowers, was always celebrated with a family meal. We’ve had Valentine’s Day breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner — time of day didn’t matter; what did matter [...]
I needed to read this yesterday.
Sometimes I get so used to thinking of my daily tasks being worship to God, that I begin to think God is small and mundane.
And it’s supposed to be just opposite: that a great and glorious God would care and be honored by my daily worship doesn’t make Him [...]
This is Ryan, trying to get my attention on g-chat:
danica
hey
yo
dawg
wife
woman
lov er
friend
(he makes me laugh.)
Uncle Ryan and Aunt Danica,
Thank you for the light saber, which is a favorite toy. It has provided much fun play and a few minor injuries.
Love, Jack
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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