It's been great to be back at Intercessory Prayer Monday nights. The last couple years I have been at my daughter's ballet classes, so I have had to put it on hold. This year, ballet is being held on other days.
Last Monday I had a brief "glimpse" of God. It was an impression, a brief picture and a concept all at once. It spoke to my mind and heart and spirit - all at once.
Here it is:
The picture was of the universe - well, a section of it. Immense, enormous, magnificent.
The words were "eternal majesty."
And the concept was "How can we have any fear, or worry, or doubt if we truly comprehend His eternal majesty. His eternal sovereignty. His eternal bigness. His eternal past present future massiveness. This is our God.
The heart and spirit of this just keeps coming. There is nothing that comes close to Him in who He is.
Words cannot describe it.
Wednesday, 23 September 2015
Thursday, 17 September 2015
Blue, black, red, white...
Sometimes I read an aritcle and it will peek my curiosity.
After curiosity naturally comes some research.
Here was the comment that took me on a little research tangent this morning.
"Be youself - everyone else is taken."
This quote in an article by Tim Elmore (a speaker and author on leadership especially for youth and young adults), came in his blog post observing how a huge percentage of older adults in "America" want to look young even when they most assuredly are not.
This is contrary to many cultures around the world who embrace the wisdom and importance of the elders.
Tim started talking about the dyeing of hair and the clothing we wear as one means to pretend we are still young.
So, I did a tad of research on the history of dyeing hair.
I came across another quote that I will leave with you to ponder - or not.
Aesthetic tendencies drift with the cultural currents, but our drive to alter ourselves is constant.
Selah...
After curiosity naturally comes some research.
Here was the comment that took me on a little research tangent this morning.
"Be youself - everyone else is taken."
This quote in an article by Tim Elmore (a speaker and author on leadership especially for youth and young adults), came in his blog post observing how a huge percentage of older adults in "America" want to look young even when they most assuredly are not.
This is contrary to many cultures around the world who embrace the wisdom and importance of the elders.
Tim started talking about the dyeing of hair and the clothing we wear as one means to pretend we are still young.
So, I did a tad of research on the history of dyeing hair.
I came across another quote that I will leave with you to ponder - or not.
Aesthetic tendencies drift with the cultural currents, but our drive to alter ourselves is constant.
Selah...
Friday, 4 September 2015
Potato Latkes, Sweat, and Lilah TOV
We began our first week of Grade 6 on Tuesday. With our trip to Israel fast approaching our days are filled with getitng ready physcially, academically and spiritually.
For part of school I decided to introduce Anna-Lee to various Jewish and Israeli foods - by having her cook them.
Our first item on the menu was Potato Latkes, so we grated potatoes and onions and we followed a 4 star recipe from some Jewish recipes online site.
It looked quite "interesting" as we mixed and stirred and finally fried it up. Unfortunately, our first recipe was a bit of a flop. We tried a second batch which was a bit better - cooked longer so was a bit more edible, but really, it likely wasn't the way it was suppose to be. Ah well, we had fun. And then made something else to eat for lunch.
We are also trying to get ready for the amount of physical exercise required. Sweat, sweat, sweat. It has been a hot week. Today we made a 5-6 km walk with a little hill at the end. - puff puff puff.
Anna-Lee of course was fine. She went swimming for 3 hours afterwards at her friend's across the street!
All in all, it's been a good productive week of school. We have learned so much history, and Scripture, and geography. We've read biographies of wonderful people who put their lives on the line to help Jewish people during WWII, we have prayed, and even learned some Hebrew words!
LilahTOV! Good night! לילה טוב
For part of school I decided to introduce Anna-Lee to various Jewish and Israeli foods - by having her cook them.
Our first item on the menu was Potato Latkes, so we grated potatoes and onions and we followed a 4 star recipe from some Jewish recipes online site.
It looked quite "interesting" as we mixed and stirred and finally fried it up. Unfortunately, our first recipe was a bit of a flop. We tried a second batch which was a bit better - cooked longer so was a bit more edible, but really, it likely wasn't the way it was suppose to be. Ah well, we had fun. And then made something else to eat for lunch.
We are also trying to get ready for the amount of physical exercise required. Sweat, sweat, sweat. It has been a hot week. Today we made a 5-6 km walk with a little hill at the end. - puff puff puff.
Anna-Lee of course was fine. She went swimming for 3 hours afterwards at her friend's across the street!
All in all, it's been a good productive week of school. We have learned so much history, and Scripture, and geography. We've read biographies of wonderful people who put their lives on the line to help Jewish people during WWII, we have prayed, and even learned some Hebrew words!
LilahTOV! Good night! לילה טוב
Monday, 31 August 2015
'Twas the Day Before "School"
'Twas the day before "school,"
and all through our home
was buzzing and busy-ness
wherever I roam.
There are no books stacked
in a backpack with care
only girls in the kitchen
baking with flair.
Recipe books are out
The creative juices flow
Cookies, and soup, and buns
in a row.
Measuring, and calculating
and managing time
debating and serving
And cleaning up grime
Education is now
And it happens right here.
It's fun, and it's real
And accompanied by cheer.
So when the yellow bus comes
it will pass us by
We choose to stay home
With freedom to fly.
“There is no school equal to a decent home and no teacher equal to a virtuous parent.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
and all through our home
was buzzing and busy-ness
wherever I roam.
There are no books stacked
in a backpack with care
only girls in the kitchen
baking with flair.
Recipe books are out
The creative juices flow
Cookies, and soup, and buns
in a row.
Measuring, and calculating
and managing time
debating and serving
And cleaning up grime
Education is now
And it happens right here.
It's fun, and it's real
And accompanied by cheer.
So when the yellow bus comes
it will pass us by
We choose to stay home
With freedom to fly.
“There is no school equal to a decent home and no teacher equal to a virtuous parent.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
Monday, 17 August 2015
Loving
My heart was missing my little girl. She's up at the cottage with Grandma and Grandpa, having fun. Not the first time. She did this last year too.
But, I was missing her. My heart actually felt like it was being stretched toward her. I get the term heart strings. I could feel them.
Dave was missing her too. Actually we missed her before she left, but it wasn't getting better.
So, Dave took a day off. We had support in place for Monica morning and evening.
We hopped in the car once the support arrived in the morning, drove 4 hours to Haliburton and spent five delightful, fun, precious hours with our daughter. Then we turned around and drove five hours back home - we stopped for dinner - to arrive while Monica's evening support was still here.
A glorious day. A day of canoing and kayaking swimming and walking to a nearby rapids. And best of all lots of hugs. lots and lots of hugs.
So incredilbly worth it.
She's so loved.
But, I was missing her. My heart actually felt like it was being stretched toward her. I get the term heart strings. I could feel them.
Dave was missing her too. Actually we missed her before she left, but it wasn't getting better.
So, Dave took a day off. We had support in place for Monica morning and evening.
We hopped in the car once the support arrived in the morning, drove 4 hours to Haliburton and spent five delightful, fun, precious hours with our daughter. Then we turned around and drove five hours back home - we stopped for dinner - to arrive while Monica's evening support was still here.
A glorious day. A day of canoing and kayaking swimming and walking to a nearby rapids. And best of all lots of hugs. lots and lots of hugs.
So incredilbly worth it.
She's so loved.
Monday, 10 August 2015
A Flurry of Excitement
God has the steering wheel and He has turned the wheel toward Israel!
If He remains willing, our trip to Israel is a go in just over two months.
Granny, my 11 year old homeschooled daughter, and myself are now excitedly and busily getting ready.
From now on my Israel info will be on my up and running new Israel blog - see in the column to the right above the Compass Rose archives in order to link to it.
If He remains willing, our trip to Israel is a go in just over two months.
Granny, my 11 year old homeschooled daughter, and myself are now excitedly and busily getting ready.
From now on my Israel info will be on my up and running new Israel blog - see in the column to the right above the Compass Rose archives in order to link to it.
Saturday, 8 August 2015
New Years Resolution - in August
As a Homeschooling Mom, summer is a time for planning, dreaming, preparing, and resolving to do things well come September.
As a Homeschooling Mom of 20 years however, I recognize that all my planning, dreaming, preparing, and resolving, is about as good as most New Years Resolutions! At best, it gives me some semblance of direction. At the worst, it will make me feel like a failure come the second week of "school."
Does that mean I don't do it? By no means! It is good for me to evaluate and reflect, and if only 20 % of what I hope for actually occurs to my dream standard, that is 20% more than if I did not dream.

So, dream I will, choosing to smile when we hit the mark, while choosing to refocus when I go wide.
Our Agenda:

As a Homeschooling Mom of 20 years however, I recognize that all my planning, dreaming, preparing, and resolving, is about as good as most New Years Resolutions! At best, it gives me some semblance of direction. At the worst, it will make me feel like a failure come the second week of "school."
Does that mean I don't do it? By no means! It is good for me to evaluate and reflect, and if only 20 % of what I hope for actually occurs to my dream standard, that is 20% more than if I did not dream.
So, dream I will, choosing to smile when we hit the mark, while choosing to refocus when I go wide.
Our Agenda:
- Study up for our trip to Israel
- Go to Israel
- Ballet
- A new Language Arts Curriculum
- A new year of Math - Decimals and Percents
- Clarinet, Wind Ensemble, Band
- Half a day a week for her to explore her interests
- Exploring History (her favorite subject) through The Great Courses - continue working on Ancient History, and add a section on Explorers
- Field Trips to the Museum of History on a regular basis
- Bible Study and Devotionals
- Continue with a variety of chores - a sense of responsibilty
- Reading through some selected books on subjects like money management, leadership, and a classic or two.
- Sewing lessons
- Love Learning
- Have fun together
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