On Hairism

Most of you know that I have red hair. Bright red, but not quite clown-like, and now a bit more white than I'd care to admit. In spite of my dear parents' best efforts, I grew up hating my hair because everyone else seemed to hate it, too. But I couldn't figure out...

Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places

Recent discussions here about the problem of abortion and of how we might be able to help curb such trends in our society reminded me of something that happened a few years ago. I thought I would share it here. My husband once had a discussion with a friend (I'll call...

Best Toys: GeoTrax Railroad

A few years ago one of our boys asked for the Fisher-Price Geotrax Rail and Road System Grand Central Station for Christmas. Although we'd never heard of it, we looked into it. We liked what we saw. GeoTrax is a battery-powered, remote-controlled railroad train...

The Lincoln Connection

People are flawed and so I'm not much for hero worship. When even Christmas is watered down to be more about buying out the Walmart toy aisle than it is about Christ, it seems to smack of political correctness to choose Martin Luther King, Jr., as the only human on...

“Come, Let Us Anew”

Come, Let Us Anew (Hymn 217; text by Charles Wesley) Come, let us anew, our journey pursue,Roll round with the year and never stand still till the Master appear.His adorable will let us gladly fulfill,and our talents improve by the patience of hope and the labor of...