Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
We don’t really know what happened when the angels got divided into light and dark. It’s not something made completely clear in scripture, although of course everyone speculates. Revelation 12 states clearly that war broke out in Heaven and the dragon…
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September 29th used to be known as Michaelmas. Nowadays no one knows what that is. The Catholic Church celebrates today as the feast days of Saint Michael, Saint Gabriel and St. Raphael the Archangels. I’ve always found it unfair that…
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Over at The Writing Life, agent Terry Whalin tells about someone who sent chapters two and eleven as his sample chapters. Since I sent him chapters one, two and twelve as my sample chapters, let me explain. (And no, I’m…
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Yesterday stank. It’s hard to find the right words to explain the awfulness of yesterday, so I’ll give a few bullet points: I woke up way too early. Kiddo#2 had a dentist appointment to fix problems with her molars. Our…
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This was posted on another forum I frequent, and I thought it so insightful that I asked permission to repost it on my weblog. The author is Megan Clarke, and she took the photo as well. I came across my…
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When I saw that Kiddo#1 had gotten a package from Uncle Mayhem, I was confused. I’d spoken to him only a week earlier and he hadn’t mentioned an impending package. And trust me, I’m not calling him Uncle Mayhem without…
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In my writing life, either everything happens at once, or nothing happens at all. We’ve had a bit of nothing for a while. Yesterday, Cricket asked me if my Ichthys piece was online, and it’s not, but while I was…
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There is a difference between thinking you are clever and actually being clever. The above is something we tell our children all the time, or at least we say it to one another when they can’t hear or before they’re…
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There are nights when my Patient Husband and I spend the time together, but parallel. He’s doing his thing and I’m doing mine. He may be reading while I crochet. He and I may be surfing the web on our…
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My son got a phone call from one of his school friends, and shortly afterward, he had a puzzled look. The lowered the phone and said, “Could {Name} and I hang out on Friday?” I said, “Sure. Where?” He gets…
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