In east Texas, the air is thick and warming and the birds sound like spring. So this morning I began spreading compost in my small urban garden. All of our compost these days is made in our back yard. Our vegetable and fruit peelings and castoffs, mixed with eggshells, coffee grounds, glass clippings and leaves, transform into rich, black dirt, courtesy…
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How is our bilingual experiment going? Three years have passed since I wrote the original post about trying to raise a bilingual child in a monolingual environment. Right now, for us, the key is still stories. My little boy loves stories. Especially stories that I make up about another little boy who shares his name, who sails boats to islands…
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This is the second of two interviews with a woman I respect greatly. (The first was about befriending your teens.) She has been and is a faithful mother, wife, and servant of her church family. Her thoughts about discipling your children are well worth your time in reading and reflection. “Listen to advice and accept instruction, that you may gain…
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A harsh bell clangs in the stillness: once, twice, three times. We can guess who is ringing it by how many times it shouts into the morning. A few of us volunteers are already dressed and ready for the day; it is, after all, 7 AM, and for most rural Hondurans the day started hours ago, before dawn. Other “voluntravelers”…
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I met Mrs. Judith Pedersen in the same church in Houston where I met my husband. Then and now I have gone to her for wise counsel and have never failed to receive it. She is a faithful, godly servant of her church and her family. Most of all, she and her husband Gerald are servants of the Lord. One of…
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