Hi, I’m Danica.

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 just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.

Archive for April, 2009

papa small

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

Papa Small, by Lois Lenski, has been our most recent favorite. In fact, Jameson, Mama, and Daddy all like it so much that I immediately tracked down a copy to purchase. The size of the book is, I think, part of what has endeared it to Jameson (about 6″ square). Perfect for little hands! [...]

a. carmichael: soldiering

Saturday, April 18th, 2009

A bit more Amy?
It matters a good deal that your book-food should be strong meat. We are what we think about. Think about trivial things or weak things and somehow one loses fibre and becomes flabby in spirit. Soldiers need to be strong.
Soldiers have not time for everything. ‘I have no time for anything outside [...]

the sun’s back out

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

Yes, sunny days have come to Northern California, which can mean only one thing: lots of pictures!

zeal: it’s for every season

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

(Thinking about zeal, passion, lukewarm and comfortable, living a life poured out, and an exhortation from Bob Dale several years ago:)
We were exhorted yesterday, reminded of things we ought not forget, and yet somehow always do. I was listening, really listening, and I want to rise to the challenge to love Jesus according to His [...]

jameson and william

Tuesday, April 14th, 2009

Jameson goes to see the Red Sox.

elated and ready to roll!

the revered Sox.

the enraptured fan.

saying “cheese!” in the wrong direction. (i love it!!)

they love each other.

the ride home.
William has two teeth.
…which you can’t see in any of these pictures. I just wrote that so I’d have it recorded somewhere that his first tooth came [...]

sarah: a holy woman

Tuesday, April 14th, 2009

Writing over at momandus today:
“Peter refers to Sarah (and others like her) as holy. What qualified them to be defined in such a way? Surprisingly, nothing very “supernatural”. No bizarre signs and wonders, no glowing halos hovering above their heads.” [more...]