My Father's Daughter

Remember. We are a people who can so easily forget. Our Maker knew this when He made His people and gave us His commands. We forgot in the Garden and we forgot in desert. We forgot in so many places and in so many ways.  He said Remember.  He greeted Moses as the "LORD God who brought them out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery". Just in case any of them may have forgotten their emancipation. They did forget. And so do we.  We forget to treasure and give thanks. We forgot to honor and worship and that these very lives were given to us by Him. We forget. I know I forget the prayers I prayed early in the morning: prayers to honor God with this day, about 10 minutes after I say Amen when I'm frustrated with kids and do-to's. We're a people with amnesia.  Our God reaches in and pulls us out of slavery and sin and disparity...and we forget. He knew we would. God set up many reminders for us. Right there in those 10 commands He says Remember: "reme...

Read. This. Right. Now. About Steubenville: 25 Things Our Sons Need to Know about Manhood "Because a Steubenville doesn’t begin with football and it doesn’t begin with alcohol and it doesn’t begin with unsupervised jocks with inflated egos and shriveled morals. It begins with one woman bringing home a man-child in her arms, one mama unwrapping that blanket and what it means to raise up a man".

Five Minute Friday (having trouble posting so it's on a Wednesday). Where we write for 5 minutes with a prompt for the pure joy of it. Come on over and join the fun. Rest... A funny subject to come up because rest seems so elusive lately. Maybe it's not just lately. The weight and the burden and the pace in which I (we?) keep is so exhausting. Sleep has always been something I need to work at. It's been that way since I was a kid. Now it's just a given, I function on little rest a lot of the time. My mind never quiets. My ideas and concerns and plans have such a difficult time keeping their voices down. the nights are long but sleep is not. And getting out of bed seems near impossible when I think about all that lies ahead. Night-shift doesn't help (in fact it should take much of the blame). But before night-shift it was babies and before babies it was newly-wed worries and before that I was a teen who couldn't escape her thoughts. It seems to just ...