Our family story should be called...

Meetings with Father!
The CEO calls a meeting and the design team discusses the possibilities and then...They're off! Off to...their labors, their mess, their cleanup.
It is fun, these last days of everybody gathering around papa for their instructions. They are each a piece of his mind and my mind. The fireworks and the sparks are contagious and then they come out of the meeting repleat with abilities and determinations.
Now, if I can just get them to work on a business application to all of this industriousness. The cows would be milked and the grass would be straight. Money and Lord willing, that is the next step to this process...
This week they ended in prayer led by Ezra.

When Dad was working and Deaconing and busy and we didn't see him much...

We made appointments on Sundays for you children to spend an hour each with him alone. Your father led you to Christ and instructed you in the word. Read and listened to all of the little stories that you brought to him. We determinedly carved out time for you children, in your father's busy schedule. He loves and cares for you and you can see and feel that. I am grateful that you have him.

If I had my baby girl again. Laments of motherhood.

She's officially a High Schooler. My baby girl is grown. We never played paper dolls, blocks. We didn't read all of the American Girl books. We didn't play enough with the dolls or soccer as oft as I would have liked.
I said none of my girls will go into adulthood, without an American Twist Serve and a silent set. My two skills, greatly cherished. I don't want an American Twist Serve, Mommy. That is what they all say. What has a good serve and volley and a silent set ever gotten you? Good question. The discipline of imitating and accomplishing something that gets you to a goal. They don't understand the big hullabaloo. Life goes by so quickly.
If I had a baby girl again and I have no intention of having one. Blocks everyday and all of the American Girl's books would be the first thing that I would do. I missed it, but she did okay without those injected maternal intentions.

Art Linkletter, an example of the power of the elders to breathe hope into a generation

It’s a world of laughter a world of tears, it’s a world of hopes and a world of fears, There’s so much that we share that its time we’re aware, it’s a small, small world. The elders that diminished the size of the earth for us, Art Linkletter did.
I can see in his eyes that he had a view of giving the earth to the next generation better than it was given to him. He had the eyes of a good conscience.
Pointing to hope, when there was war and hopelessness all around. He pointed to the possibility of growth and participation in the cleaning up of the earth. Thank God that he pointed to kids saying the 'Darnedest'.
He will be missed. But don't let us miss the message of building hope into our instructions.

Life with Father1947 Life with Father

Roles of Male and Female, personified by characters of beauty and grace. Why do people choose to start and grow a family upon the earth? Do we give them a reason? Do we preserve the growth of such or have we paved the earth so much that there is no need for family and roles in relationships?
The reality that relationships have positives and negatives and that the stocks and bonds of the present and future seem to rise and fall on the commitments that are made in the homes of our nation. There are present day movies, but, I love the old movie and the picture of the balance of joy and struggle of the everyday life and love. Somebody must care for the garden and somebody must care for the souls. Do we remember that?
Is 2010 arguing with 1947 for the preeminence of the family in our earth? Will the earth find a way to preserve love and life? I think so. The Church has the key. Study and build your life on honoring your histories, under God.Life with Father

Never, never, YELL at your husband!

I did yell and it took me 27 years to get to the point where I have loved my husband enough to trust him with my yelling. I don't condone it. But there is something precious about trusting eachother with the parts of your heart that no one else sees. There is forgiveness with God that He may be feared. God gives you one husband to love and let your yelling go other places and only when you can't take it anymore, if you have served and loved him for at least 27 years, if all else fails, even then. DON'T YELL AT YOUR HUSBAND!

Time to work on my floors.

Of course, my vaccuum is on the fritz, when I am ready to do my floors. I did a massive clean up of the vaccuum and still...
I am in a dilemma. One fine day, I am ready to work on my floors and my equipment, won't cooperate. I will perservere!