The kids aren't alright, and neither is mom. Exasperated sighs and groans cover each math lesson. Tear drops glisten across those essay rough drafts. Mom's hair is standing on end and there just isn't enough coffee or chocolate in the world to combat her stress or exhaustion. Welcome to notorious November. Mid-year, many of us… Continue reading Encouragement for the Discouraged Homeschooler
This is part 2 of the Series "Why are You Making Excuses?" To read the previous post, click here. As I read the news and sift through messages of entitlement and blame-shifting, I fall into the trap of thinking this is some new problem. Reading historical narratives reveals there really is nothing new under the… Continue reading Making Excuses or Taking Action?
In West Texas, we get our fair share of storms. It may rain buckets for an hour and flood the streets, or drop baseball-sized hail, destroying life and property. Other times the wind kicks up dust, eliminating visibility and running off with roof tiles. Typically, these storms visit us for a brief period—ranging from one… Continue reading When the Storms of Your Life Will Not Let Up
Why do you say, O Jacob, and speak, O Israel, “My way is hidden from the Lord, and my right is disregarded by my God”? Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his… Continue reading Renewed Strength (Day 5 of #encourage marathon)
Someone out there is in pain. It might even be you. You might have had a rough day yesterday. Maybe the past six months have been brought with pain. It could be that years of trouble have mercilessly struck you. You're getting tired. There's good news. Joy is coming.
Living the life of a Christian is like a long-distance run. Endurance is necessary to overcome every obstacle, including our own fatigue. God provides abundant assistance in this marathon---fellow runners, water, sustenance, solid shoes and some nice things to look at from time to time, but it is incumbent on us to hold up our end. We have to keep running.