Happy F-Day

Chopping Looney Toons? Tunes?

Every once in a while, a word crosses your path and you learn to hate it. Maybe, you used to love the word. Then, all of a sudden, it trips you, and you hate it. You pick yourself up. You dust yourself off, and you go on in your spellaventure. My word throughout life was accurate. I learned to hate mispronunciation of words because when the spelling bee lady said, I am sorry. I remember my mindsearch through the files to see where I had misspelled that word. Today it is tune.
My baby, by dear sweet babyface, was in the class spelling bee. I nearly fainted. I nearly celebrated. I had to be there.
As is usually the case in the life of the youngest child, providence never accomodates the hurdle of the mother to the scene. I have to see him. I have to know that he really can spell. One of my own dear children, can actually spell, it didn't skip a generation, as I thought, by experience.

Car broke down, I was running. I was pushing. Oh! I missed the piesta resistance. But my baby is now my favorite second grade speller.

The Snowy Week, with Ezra Charles-Anthony Walker,

Wise Words for 2011

Praise God for those teachers who

direct you in good things. We have teachers throughout life that teach us all kinds of things, but never forget those who instruct you in godliness and the Word of God. Those precious hymns that you learned from teachers at AWANA, are to be remembered for God's glory. Pray for your teachers, who teach you in righteousness and let these precious memories of love and traditions that honor God and give Him the glory.

Sing a Song of Sixpence a Pocket full of Rye...

4 and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie,
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,
Wasn't that a dainty dish to set before a king.

Are these silly ditties that we sing in our childhood? Yes they are. But they give us a connection to the generations before us, who were also children and sang those silly songs. It gives us a unity of culture and perspective as we all look at the concept of counting and kingliness and pictures of things that could have happened and people made up songs about. I, for one, will not throw out mother goose for her folly and poppycock. I will embrace her and learn and teach my children to cherish the days of childhood until they are gone.

Dearest Ezra,

It was so refreshing to see you praising the Lord, as you do. I am glad that God has a true worshipper in your soul, at church. You listen to the sermon and you are loving to sing for God's glory. Everything that you do, you seem to pursue with your whole self, at this age.
You do somewhat remind me of your father, who is very exuberant and my father who was also very exuberant. Your father loves God and goes at his faith with his all.
My father was discouraged, at the loss of his grandmother, at 12 years old and never talked to God much after that. I hope that never happens to you. I hope that in spite of the things that happen and the losses that you are sure to have in life that you will always know that God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life. Some people call it free will and then stick their foot out to see you fall down and see if you will get back up. Others, mark the way for their young people to follow, in faith so that they won't get lost. Sometimes the intimate knowledge of the fathers ways and what made them do what they did, can help you in your determinations. I do hope that it will.
People love you and now you are in a season where all of the nest is hear and at home. You have a constant barrage of love upon you, but they are all sure to go their ways and things are sure to happen that will also discourage you. God never means for you to be lost in discouragement, just because we are fallible in our attempts to raise you right. We will be here as long and as much as we can, but when we are not here, God is here and He is more dependable than the hugest of family ties. I love you and would not see you depend so on your pillow of family love which seems so fluffy right now. Life batters the pillow and it will get crumpled in time and not hold your head the way that it does now. But don't forget that God is always there. In your discouragements and when you have no one left with you and no other encouragements, God is there. I love you