Big Truths for Young Hearts
Teaching Your Children
Part I: Questions about God, Man, and Sin
24. Q. What was the sin of our first parents?
A. Eating the forbidden fruit.
(Click through to read scriptural proofs.)
Sitting…at my dining room table, looking out the window at the bright March morning sunshine, watching the vapour rise as the sun touches the frost on the car parked in front of the house. It’s enough of a plume to make it look like the car is running, but it’s not.
Eating…a bowl of Brown Sugar Mini-Wheats, my new favorite breakfast cereal. I just finished my morning coffee, black.
Realizing…that it’s already March 7 and I haven’t done a March status report. I should have done this last week, but maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t because the tone would have been much darker way back then.
Cleaning…nothing at the moment, but wanting to start the spring cleaning of my bedroom. Question: Do you think dustballs are a result of the fall? I need to know whether to stop hating them or not.
Thinking…that I’m way past due on a blogroll update. It’s so hard to write frequent posts and maintain a blog at the same time.
Loving…the sunshine. The longer daylight hours. The new blinds in the living room.
Reading…Nancy Pearcey’s Saving Leonardo. Yes, still. And considering which other books from the unread ones I’ve collected to read now, too.
Enjoying…my daughter’s puppy, Trapper. He’s half the size of the big pup and has to work really hard to keep up, but he loves every minute of it. He’s a great little dog, with all the right instincts except one: He got in an actual dog-fight last week. Since he usually gets along with the other dogs he meets, the problem may have been with the other dog more than Trapper. Nevertheless, it’s a good thing he’ll be getting neutered on Thursday.
Welcoming…daughter home from Costa Rica late this afternoon. She went there because one of her good friends had a “destination wedding” and she was in the wedding party. Her verdict on Costa Rica as a travel destination? Big waste of her money! Very touristy and very expensive to do anything. If she wanted a spot on the beach, she had to claim it by 6:30 AM. (Not that anyone in this family is big on beach sitting anyway.) So she spent much of her time there in her hotel feeling bored and restless.
Still waiting…for spring.
O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown;
O sacred head, what glory, what bliss till now was thine!
Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine.
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, was all for sinners’ gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ‘Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee.
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