Posts by joyinthisjourney
Sometimes You Need A Boost
My first-grade playground featured three large concrete “tunnels.” I didn’t know this at the time, but they were sections of (unused) sewer pipes sunk into the ground part-way (so as not to roll). Two were round and one was oval, and the largest had a large enough diameter for us to stand straight up inside.…
Read MoreEnjoying the Early Mornings
Saturday morning, 7:15am, and I’m up. My boys don’t get the concept of sleeping in. No matter how early I set my alarm to try to rise before them, no matter how late we keep them up the night before(or the few nights before), my Little Boy is always the first child out of bed.He’s always…
Read MoreTales from Purgatory
My purgatory = trying to potty-train a boy It has been six weeks now since I launched Operation End Diapers Now. (Granted, we took a 2-week hiatus to travel… you simply cannot stop fast enough for a potty-training child when traveling by car. Then Little Boy got terrible diarrhea, poor guy.) So I guess it’s…
Read MorePillow Piles and Backyard Camping
The first month of summer we spent planning our contribution to Vacation Bible School and then participating in it. My husband and I helped lead the singing, and he also wrote some puppet scripts to go along with each day’s lesson. The week of VBS, we really enjoyed spending time with all the kids. (I…
Read MoreThe Saturday Evening Blog Post – Best Post of June 2010
It’s time for the Saturday Evening Blog Post hosted by Elizabeth Esther. Visit her site to read more “best posts of June.” Two posts in June received a large response from readers: “We Need a Mothers’ Creed” which is a call for moms to stop competing with each other and cutting one another down, and…
Read MoreCan a Good God Plan Our Pain? Thoughts on Sovereignty and the Problem of Pain
My son burst through the screen door, crying. It was the sound of a child who was slightly hurt and looking for excessive sympathy. “I was climbing the tree, all the way to the top. Then I slid down a branch and scraped my hand and my leg!” He held out his hand, where a…
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