by Inspiration | Jun 9, 2024 | Parenting, Archives
The Master’s Vow In the country of Armenia, in 1988, Samuel and Danielle sent their young son, Armand, off to school. Samuel squatted before his son and looked him in… The Master’s Vow In the country of Armenia, in 1988, Samuel and Danielle sent their young son, Armand, off to school. Samuel squatted before his son and looked him in the eye. “Have a good day at school, and remember, no matter what, I’ll always be there for you.” They hugged and the boy ran off to school. Hours later, a powerful earthquake rocked the area. In the midst of the pandemonium, Samuel and Danielle tried to discover what happened to their son but they couldn’t get any information. The radio announced that there were thousands of casualties. Samuel then grabbed his coat and headed for the schoolyard. When he reached the area, what he saw brought tears to his eyes. Armand’s school was a pile of debris. Other parents were standing around crying. Samuel found the place where Armand’s classroom used to be and began pulling a broken beam off the pile of rubble. He then grabbed a rock and put it to the side, and then grabbed another one. One of the parents looking on asked, “What are you doing?” “Digging for my son,” Samuel answered. The man
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by Inspiration | May 11, 2024 | Parenting, Archives, Inspiration
This renowned scientist then remarked that it was at that moment that he knew he didn’t need to be afraid to make mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new, which is, after all, what scientific experiments are all about.
by Inspiration | Apr 29, 2024 | Parenting, Archives
Teach your child the way of the Lord so that when he grows, he may not depart. But teach him also the ways of the world so that he may live long enough to walk in the ways of the Lord.
by Inspiration | Mar 29, 2024 | Archives, Parenting
The Wisdom of A Child My son Gilbert was eight years old and had been in Cub Scouts only a short time. During one of his meetings he was handed… The Wisdom of A Child My son Gilbert was eight years old and had been in Cub Scouts only a short time. During one of his meetings he was handed a sheet of paper, a block of wood and four tires and told to return home and give all to “dad”. That was not an easy task for Gilbert to do. Dad was not receptive to doing things with his son. But Gilbert tried. Dad read the paper and scoffed at the idea of making a pine wood derby car with his young, eager son. The block of wood remained untouched as the weeks passed. Finally, mom stepped in to see if I could figure this all out. The project began. Having no carpentry skills, I decided it would be best if I simply read the directions and let Gilbert do the work. And he did. I read aloud the measurements, the rules of what we could do and what we couldn’t do. Within days his block of wood was turning into a pinewood derby car. A little lopsided, but looking great (at least through the eyes of mom). Gilbert
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by Inspiration | Mar 25, 2024 | Parenting, Archives, Prayers
And her constant love and patience
Were like coals upon my head,
Together with the imprints
Of her elbows on my bed.
And so at last the fight was won,
And I to Christ was led,
And Mother’s prayers were answered
By her elbows on my bed.
by Inspiration | Mar 10, 2024 | Inspiration, Archives, Parenting
A Finger to Hold Our team has been busy, busy as usual – but one of us has been especially busy. LauraLee, our 11-month old, has been really focusing on… A Finger to Hold Our team has been busy, busy as usual – but one of us has been especially busy. LauraLee, our 11-month old, has been really focusing on her walking! She will be 1 in a few weeks (where has the last year gone?) and she decided about 6 weeks ago that walking looked like something she wanted to figure out! This is my 4th walker and so I’ve not been rushing her, but I have been intently watching the process. She’s wobbly. She falls a lot. She sometimes needs a hand to hold sometimes just a pinkie or finger for confidence. She prefers to walk towards someone who is reaching out their arms for her. She’s bumped and scraped from obstacles. When she hits her head (or any other body part) it doesn’t seem to hurt as much as normal because she’s so focused on her destination. But, most importantly, she keeps getting up and trying again. Things I’ve noticed about those of us around her. We clap when she takes steps (even if it’s just one or two). We reach out to help her up when
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