Wit & Wisdom from my Journey through Womanhood
This week I’m playing the piano, helping with refreshments, and doing a dramatic reading of Missionary Mary Slessor’s Journal.
She sounds like an amazing missionary and I’m looking forward to meeting her in Heaven.
Did you have Vacation Bible School at your church? If there was a theme, what was it? Ours was “It’s a Jungle Out There!”
The heavens declare the glory of God;
and the firmament showeth his handiwork.
Psalm 19:1
Photo taken by my husband. All I did was crop it.
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On Saturday night we had an informal get together at church. Just pizza, soda, Doritos, Uno, Phase 10, and Monopoly. It was great fun and fellowship. The pictures that I have show all the faces so you will just have to imagine the fun.
The interesting thing was that there was 14 adults and 14 children there. To make it even more interesting the oldest child was 6 years old.
So don’t confuse a quiet, relaxing evening with our fun evening. (LOL) Those children had every toy imaginable out in the nursery! At one point the older ones came out and asked if they could play puzzles. About 3 mothers collectively said, “No!”
Everyone seemed to have a good time. The adults talking made almost as much noise as the kids.
“Please move the ship 10.” “Stop slamming that door.” “Mommy, can I have some chips?” “Uno!” “I need $200 – I passed go.” “Mommy, can I give her a pretzel?” “Who went out?” “Already?!” “Don’t take the baby blanket!” “Daddy, he took my toy.” “Draw Two.” “Did anyone mess with my money while I was gone?” “Is there any Dr. Pepper left?”
The church was cleaned up and ready for Sunday, the testimonies were joyful, and we’ll be ready to do it again soon.
The moral is: Don’t think that you have to have everything planned just so to have a great time. Just get together and have some good, clean fun. [If it's a neutral place it makes the mother's happier because they don't have to clean. 
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Have a great week!
I know – it’s Monday – I’m late with my poem. Please forgive me. I’ll try not to let it happen too much.
We had a busy day with church and a family reunion 2 hours away that resulted in a late night for the kids. We are still tired. My brain is foggy so I’m just going to post this poem for now. Hopefully I will have time for another post this evening. Plus, I didn’t read any blogs – not even one – yesterday; so I’m slightly blog deprived.
Our preacher is just too hard when he preaches. We must laugh, be hugged, entertained, isn’t that what the Bible teaches? Lighten up, preacher, take it easy, cut some corners, they say. But God’s man knows such things won’t cut it on judgment day.
The pastor should ease up on doctrine, and try to just get along; That way all the brethren together could sing the same old song. He makes too much of outdated and costly separation. But God’s man knows he must pass the faith to the next generation.
Preach only the positive, just “Bless ‘em,” and be a man about town. But God’s man knows, in the long run, that will only bring souls down. Get the people, no matter the cost, nickels and noses is the game, But with the prophets, the apostles, and Jesus, it wasn’t the same.
And why oh why must he always defend that old black Book? He always says in the Authorized only we should look. It seems to us that other versions do just as well. But God’s man knows that twisted Scripture surely leads to hell.
Brimstone, Bible education, loud preaching, it’s all a lot of prattle. But God’s man knows, folks fall away if their cage he doesn’t rattle. Make it smooth, leave out parts of the Bible, those things that scatter. But God’s man knows, it’s all God’s Word and that ought to matter.
And does it really count how the members live and dress? But God’s man knows that’s why the country is in such a mess. Oh dearly beloved, let us faithfully the old paths trod. We’ll be very glad we did when, at the end, we face God.
— Pastor Clayton Doss
The other day my 4 year old was in his room making up a kind of chant song – No recognizable tune, just a sing-song kind of voice. The chant went like this:
God made everything – except the buildings – somebody else made them. God made everything – He made Adam and Eve. They had a big garden. God told them to stay away from – from – this one tree – but they didn’t. The snake talked to them – and they were bad. Then Adam and Eve had to move out of the garden and they couldn’t live there anymore.
Ok, it needs a little work, but I was quite proud of him. It also reminded me to never under-estimate the importance of the children’s teachers, even the pre-school ones. They are helping me lay the foundation of my child’s spiritual education; not just occupying the children until church is over.
I also wonder why he colored the kids hair purple?!
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