Saturday, August 30, 2008

for Labor Day Weekend/End of Summer Bash

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We have downloaded tons of stories, songs, books, and instructional guides.

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Friday, August 29, 2008

for August Updates

August was/has been the slowest month of our summer thus far.

Most of the month was spent preparing animals (and ourselves) for fair. The kids had another wonderful year at fair, and learned even more about some of their projects.

We also added another driver to our ranks this month. Jacob will be taking Driver's Ed, so we had to obtain his Learner's Permit. He is excited, and Victoria, well, she will have to spend some time in the backseat again. At nearly 18 and 16, they still yell 'Shot gun!'...but Victoria would sometimes pull her 'driving card'...she had a license, Jacob did not. Now that Jacob needs 50 hours in the driver's seat, it looks like Victoria will have the backseat when just the kids and I go somewhere.

We are also gearing up to start another year of school. Jacob will continue schooling at home. This year we are trying a program called Winter Promise. It looks very interesting...and follows a Charlotte Mason-type approach - which will be good for Jacob. He LOVES to read.

Marlee and David will continue with Veritas Press and Spell to Write and Read. Both programs are FANTASTIC!!

We are finishing up our testing for the year...and should begin school very soon.

Pictures to follow!

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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

for FIRST Wild Card Tour ~ "Wild Goose Chase" by Mark Batterson





It is time to play a Wild Card! Every now and then, a book that I have chosen to read is going to pop up as a FIRST Wild Card Tour. Get dealt into the game! (Just click the button!) Wild Card Tours feature an author and his/her book's FIRST chapter!



You never know when I might play a wild card on you!





Today's Wild Card author is:





and his/her book:



Wild Goose Chase: Reclaim the Adventure of Pursuing God

Multnomah Books (August 19, 2008)



ABOUT THE AUTHOR:




Mark Batterson is the lead pastor of Washington, DC’s National Community Church, widely recognized as one of America’s most innovative churches. NCC meets in movie theaters at metro stops throughout the city, as well as in a church-owned coffee house near Union Station. More than seventy percent of NCC’ers are single twentysomethings who live or work on Capitol Hill. Mark is the author of the best-selling In a Pit with a Lion on a Snowy Day and a widely read blogger (http://evotional.com/). He lives on Capitol Hill with his wife, Lora, and their three children.



Product Details:



List Price: $13.99

Paperback: 192 pages

Publisher: Multnomah Books (August 19, 2008)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 1590527194

ISBN-13: 978-1590527191



AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:





Chapter One



Yawning Angels



Living a Life of Spiritual Adventure



Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.

—HELEN KELLER




The Celtic Christians had a name for the Holy Spirit that has always intrigued me.They called Him An Geadh-Glas, or “the Wild Goose.” I love the imagery and implications. The name hints at the mysterious nature of the Holy Spirit. Much like a wild goose, the Spirit of God cannot be tracked or tamed. An element of danger and an air of unpredictability surround Him. And while the name may sound a little sacrilegious at first earshot, I cannot think of a better description of what it’s like to pursue the Spirit’s leading through life than Wild Goose chase. I think the Celtic Christians were on to something that institutionalized Christianity hasmissed out on. And I wonder if we have clipped the wings of theWild Goose and settled for something less—much less—than what God originally intended for us.



I understand that “wild goose chase” typically refers to a purposeless endeavor without a defined destination. But chasing the Wild Goose is different. The promptings of the Holy Spirit can sometimes seem pretty pointless, but rest assured, God is working His plan. And if you chase theWild Goose, He will take you places

you never could have imagined going by paths you never knew existed.



I don’t know a single Christ follower who hasn’t gotten stressed out over trying to figure out the will of God. We want to solve the mystery of the will of God the way we solve a Sudoku or crossword puzzle. But in my experience, intellectual analysis usually results in spiritual paralysis.



We try to make God fit within the confines of our cerebral cortex. We try to reduce the will of God to the logical limits of our left brain. But the will of God is neither logical nor linear. It is downright confusing and complicated.



A part of us feels as if something is spiritually wrong with us when we experience circumstantial uncertainty. But that is precisely what Jesus promised us when we are born of the Spirit and start following Him.1 Most of us will have no idea where we are going most of the time. And I know that is unsettling. But circumstantial uncertainty also goes by another name: adventure.



I think it is only fair that I give aWild Goose warning at the outset of this book: nothing is more unnerving or disorienting than passionately pursuing God. And the sooner we come to terms with that spiritual reality, themore we will enjoy the journey. I cannot, in good conscience, promise safety or certainty. But I can promise that chasing the Wild Goose will be anything but boring!



ISLANDS OF EDEN



Not long ago I visited what must be the closest thing to the Garden of Eden left on earth. It almost felt wrong arriving in the Galápagos Islands via airplane. Washing ashore on a bamboo raft would have seemed more apropos.



We spent most of our time island hopping in a boat that didn’t seem large enough for the twelve people on board or the twelve-foot ocean waves we encountered. And sure enough, we discovered that the boat had capsized not long before our visit. That tidbit of information would have been nice to know before we climbed aboard—

but it definitely added an element of adventure.



The entire week was full of new experiences. I went snorkeling for the first time and saw some of God’s amazing underwater creations. Where did He come up with those color schemes? In an unscripted and unforgettable moment, my son Parker and I went swimming with some playful sea lions. And I accomplished one of my life goals by jumping off a forty-foot cliff into a narrow river gorge at Las Grietas.What an adrenaline rush!



The trip consisted of one adventure after another. So the saying in Spanish that we saw on a Sprite can that week seemed fitting, and we adopted it as our mantra: Otro día, otra aventura. Translation: “Another day, another adventure.”



I love those four words inspired by Sprite. They capture the essence of what we experienced day in and day out in the Galápagos. I think those words resonate with one of the deepest longings in the human heart—the longing for adventure. And I’m not sure I could come up with a better description of what it’s like to pursue God. Take theHoly Spirit out of the equation of my life, and it would spell b-o-r-i-n-g. Add Him into the equation of your life, and anything can happen. You never know who you’ll meet, where you’ll go, or what you’ll do. All bets are off.



If you would describe your relationship with God as anything less than adventurous, then maybe you think you’re following the Spirit but have actually settled for something less—something I call inverted Christianity. Instead of following the Spirit, we invite the Spirit to follow us. Instead of serving God’s purposes, we want Him to serve our purposes. And while this may seem like a subtle distinction, it makes an ocean of difference. The result of this inverted relationship with God is not just a self-absorbed spirituality that leaves us feeling empty, it’s also the difference between spiritual boredom and spiritual adventure.



CAGED CHRISTIANS



Situated five hundred miles off the coast of Ecuador, the Galápagos chain is one of the most primitive places on the planet.While many of the islands in the forty-nine-island archipelago are inhabited, most of them are absolutely undomesticated. When I was there, I felt as if I were as far from civilization as I could get. It was Edenic.



Somehow I felt a new affinity with Adam in the Galápagos environment. It helped me imagine what life must have been like before the Fall. Scripture tells us that one of the first jobs God gave Adam was naming the animals.2 And we read right past it. But it must have taken years of research and exploration to complete the project. I don’t think God paraded the animals past Adam in a single-file line; I’m guessing God let Adam discover them in their natural habitats. Imagine how thrilling it must have been for Adam to catch his first glimpse of wildebeests stampeding, mountain goats climbing, or rhinos charging.



That’s how I felt when I was in the Galápagos. And it was there that I discovered the difference between seeing a caged animal at a local zoo and getting within arm’s length of a mammoth marine iguana or walking a beach with hundreds of barking sea lions or floating above manta rays as they glide along the ocean floor. It’s one

thing to see a caged bird. It’s an altogether different experience to see a pelican that looks like a prehistoric pterodactyl circling fifty feet above your boat, dive-bombing full speed into the ocean, and coming up with breakfast in its oversize beak.



Few things compare to the thrill of seeing a wild animal in its natural habitat. There is something so inspiring about a wild animal doing what it was created to do. Uncivilized. Untamed. Uncaged. So a few weeks after returning from the Galápagos, our family spent an afternoon at the National Zoo near our home in Washington DC. It’s a fantastic zoo. But it just wasn’t the same after the Galápagos. I’m ruined for zoos. It’s not the same seeing a caged animal. It’s too safe. It’s too tame. It’s too predictable.



At one point we were walking through the ape house, and I had this thought as I looked through the protective Plexiglas window at a four-hundred-pound caged gorilla: I wonder if churches do to people what zoos do to animals.



I love the church. I bleed the church. And I’m not saying that the way the church cages people is intentional. In fact, it may be well intentioned. But too often we take people out of their natural habitat and try to tame them in the name of Christ. We try to remove the risk. We try to remove the danger. We try to remove the struggle. And what we end up with is a caged Christian.



Deep down inside, all of us long for more. Sure, the tamed part of us grows accustomed to the safety of the cage. But the untamed part longs for some danger, some challenge, some adventure. And at some point in our spiritual journey, the safety and predictability of the cage no longer satisfies. We have a primal longing to be uncaged. And the cage opens when we recognize that Jesus didn’t die on the

cross to keep us safe. Jesus died to make us dangerous.



Praying for protection is fine. I pray for a hedge of protection around my three children all the time. You probably pray that kind of prayer too. But when was the last time you asked God to make you dangerous?



I would like to think that when I pronounce the benediction at the end of our church services, I am sending dangerous people back into their natural habitat to wreak havoc on the Enemy.



LIVING DANGEROUSLY



Every once in a while, I have random thoughts that seem to come out of nowhere. Here’s a thought that fired across my synapses not long ago: Do angels yawn?



I know it seems like an inane theological question, but I seriously wonder if angels have the capacity to get bored. More important, I wonder if some of us are living such safe lives that not only are we bored, but so are our guardian angels. If they could, would our guardian angels coax us out of our cage and beg us to give them

something dangerous to do?



In the pages that follow you’ll meet some dangerous people. Mind you, they’re ordinary people. They have doubts and fears and problems just like you and me. But their courage to come out of the cage and live dangerously for the cause of Christ will inspire and challenge you to follow them as they follow the Spirit’s leading. I think of Ana Luisa, who used her award miles to fly to India and sacrificially serve some of the poorest of the poor at a medical clinic. I think of Mike, who started a dangerous ministry in a dangerous place—a porn show in Las Vegas. I think of Adam, whose

sensitivity to the Wild Goose resulted in a life-changing encounter on a mission trip half a world away. And I think of Becky, who made a conscious decision to endanger her own life by becoming part of the crusade against human trafficking.



Since when did it become safe to follow Christ? Maybe it’s time to come out of the cage and live dangerously for the cause of Christ.



SENSE OF ADVENTURE



The Danish philosopher and theologian Søren Kierkegaard believed that boredom is the root of all evil. I second the notion. Boredom isn’t just boring; boredom is wrong. You cannot simultaneously live by faith and be bored. Faith and boredom are antithetical. Against that backdrop, consider the gospel story of the rich young ruler. On paper the rich young ruler had it all: youth, wealth, and power. But something was still missing. The rich young ruler was bored with his faith. And I think it is evidenced by the question he asked Jesus: “What do I still lack?”3



I’ll tell you exactly what he was lacking: spiritual adventure. His life was too easy, too predictable, and too comfortable. He kept all the commandments, but those commandments felt like a religious cage. I think there was a deep-seated longing within him for something more than simply not doing anything wrong.



Listen, not breaking the prohibitive commandments is right and good. But simply not breaking the prohibitive commandments isn’t spiritually satisfying. It leaves us feeling caged. And I honestly think that is where many of us find ourselves.



Over the past decade, I have had the privilege of serving as lead pastor of National Community Church inWashington DC. As with every church, our demography and geography are unique. Seventy percent ofNCCers are single twentysomethings navigating the quarterlife crisis. And most of them live or work on Capitol Hill. So the observation I’m about to share is undoubtedly shaped by the life stage of our congregation and the psyche of our city. But I also think human nature is human nature. And here is what I’ve observed: many, if not most, Christians are bored with their faith.



We know our sins are forgiven and forgotten. We know we will spend eternity with God when we cross the boundary of the spacetime continuum. And we are trying our best to live our lives within the guardrails of God’s good, pleasing, and perfect will. But still we have a gnawing feeling that something is missing.



I think the rich young ruler is representative of a generation that longs to come out of the cage and live dangerously for the cause of Christ. But too many among us end up settling for spiritual mediocrity instead of striving for spiritual maturity. Jesus speaks to that deep-seated longing for adventure by challenging us to come out of the cage. But coming out of the cage means giving up the very thing in which we find our security and identity outside of Christ.



In the case of the rich young ruler, his cage was financial security. Jesus said to him, “If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.”4



A part of us feels bad for the rich young ruler, right? How could Jesus demand so much? He asked him to give up everything he had! But we fail to appreciate the offer Jesus put on the table.



I live in the internship capital of the world. Every summer tens of thousands of young adults make the pilgrimage to DC to try and land the right internship with the right person because they know it can open the right door. It’s amazing how many members of Congress were once congressional pages and how many Supreme Court justices were once Supreme Court clerks.



I don’t care how much this rich young ruler had to give up—Jesus offered him so much more. This was the opportunity of a lifetime: an internship with none other than the Son of God. Come on, that’s got to look good on your résumé! You can’t put a price tag on that kind of experience. But the rich young ruler turned it down. He opted for the cage. And he made the mistake so many of us make: he chose an accessorized life over a life of adventure, over a life of chasing theWild Goose.



Now juxtapose the rich young ruler with the twelve undomesticated disciples who accepted the unpaid internship. They heard the parables with their own two ears. They drank the water Jesus turned into wine. They filleted the miraculous catch of fish. And they were there when Jesus turned the temple upside down, walked on water, and ascended into heaven.



In a day when the average person never traveled outside a thirtyfive-mile radius of his home, Jesus sent His disciples to the four corners of the ancient world. These ordinary fishermen, who otherwise would have lived and died within sight of the Sea of Galilee, were sent to the ends of the earth as they knew it. What a Wild Goose chase! According to the third-century historian Eusebius, Peter sailed to Italy, John ended up in Asia, James the son of Zebedee traveled as far as Spain, and even doubting Thomas chased the Wild Goose all the way to India.



Just like the rich young ruler, we have a choice to make. The same offer is extended.We can stay in our cage, end up with everything, and realize it amounts to nothing. Or we can come out of our cage and chase theWild Goose.



SIX CAGES



In the prequel to this book, In a Pit with a Lion on a SnowyDay, I retell the story of an ancient warrior named Benaiah to show how God wants us to chase the five-hundred-pound opportunities that come across our path. And I cite the aphorism “no guts, no glory.” When we lack the guts to step out in faith, we rob God of the glory that rightfully belongs to Him.5 In Wild Goose Chase, I want to take it a step further and show you how all of life becomes a grand adventure when we chase the trackless, matchless Goose of heaven.We’ll retrace the steps of sixWild Goose chasers who come right out of the pages of Scripture. And my hope is that their footprints will guide us as we chase theWild Goose. But before the chase begins, I do want to offer one simple reminder.This book is aboutmore than you andme experiencing spiritual adventure. In fact, this book is not about you at all.



It’s a book about the Author and Perfecter of our faith,6 who wants to write His-story through your life. And if you read through Scripture, you’ll discover that His favorite genre is action-adventure.



Sure, you can choose the safety and predictability of the cage, forfeiting the adventure God has destined for you. But you won’t be the only one missing out or losing out. When you lack the courage to chase the Wild Goose, the opportunity costs are staggering. Who might not hear about the love of God if you don’t seize the opportunity to tell them? Who might be stuck in poverty, stuck in ignorance, stuck in pain if you’re not there to help free them? Where might the advance of God’s kingdom in the world stall out because you weren’t there on the front lines?



Jesus’ disciples didn’t just live an exciting life post-Pentecost; they turned the world upside down.7 And that’s what you can be a part of too. Wild Goose Chase is an invitation to be part of something that is bigger than you and more important than you.



Are you in?



In the pages that follow I will identify six cages that keep us from roaming free with theWild Goose and living the spiritual adventure God destined us to. I’m not sure which cages you may find yourself in. But the good news is this: you are only one Wild Goose chase away from the spiritual adventure God has destined for you.



The first cage is the cage of responsibility. Over the course of our lifetime, God-ordained passions tend to get buried beneath day-today responsibilities. Less important responsibilities displace more important ones. And our responsibilities become spiritual excuses that keep us from the adventure God has destined for us. Without even knowing it, we begin to practice what I call irresponsible responsibility. The Wild Goose chase begins when we come to terms with our greatest responsibility: pursuing the passions God has put in our heart.



The second cage, the cage of routine, is almost as subtle as the first. At some point in our spiritual journey, most of us trade adventure for routine. There is nothing wrong with a good routine. In fact, the key to spiritual growth is developing healthy and holy routines known as spiritual disciplines. But once a routine becomes routine, we need to disrupt the routine. Otherwise, sacred routines become empty rituals that keep us caged.



The third cage is the cage of assumptions. Our assumptions keep many of us from chasing theWild Goose. I’m too old. I’m too young. I’m underqualified. I’m overqualified. It’s too late. It’s too soon. And the list goes on. As we age, many of us stop believing and start assuming. We stop living out of right-brain imagination and start living out of left-brain memory. And we put eight-foot ceilings on what God can do.



The fourth cage is the cage of guilt. The Enemy’s tactics haven’t changed since the Garden of Eden. He tries to neutralize us spiritually by getting us to focus on what we’ve done wrong in the past. Satan uses guilt to turn us into reactionaries. Jesus came to recondition our spiritual reflexes with His grace and turn us into revolu- tionaries for His cause. As long as you are focused on what you’ve done wrong in the past, you won’t have energy left to dream kingdom dreams.



The fifth cage is the cage of failure. And, ironically, this is where manyWild Goose chases begin.Why? Because sometimes our plans have to fail in order for God’s plans to succeed. Divine detours and divine delays are the ways God gets us where He wants us to go. And the sixth and final cage is the cage of fear. We need to quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safely at death. Instead, we need to start playing offense with our lives. The world needs more daring people with daring plans.Why not you?



I want you to know that before you decided to read this book I started praying for you. I prayed that Wild Goose Chase would get into the right hands at the right time. So I hope this book is more than a casual read for you. It’s a divine appointment waiting to happen. And I believe one chapter, one paragraph, or one sentence can change the trajectory of your life.



Let the chase begin.



YOUR CHASE



O What’s your reaction to the ancient Celtic description of God as the “Wild Goose”—untamed, unpredictable, flying free?



O How have you been living “inverted Christianity,” trying to get God to serve your purposes instead of you serving His purposes?



O Right now, where are you on this spectrum?



O How does the call to spiritual adventure strike you? What is it inside you that resonates with that call?



O Of the six cages described at the end of the chapter, which do you think might apply to you the most and why?



This is an excellent book!! I have really enjoyed reading it. I am not completely finished, but so far Mr. Batterson gets two thumbs ups from me. This is definitely one of those 'must reads'.

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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

for Family Reunions

Last weekend, we had the opportunity to attend Troy's family reunion. After being a part of this family for nearly a dozen years, I am still learning who is who. We didn't have family reunions when I was growing up. However, both sides of Troy's family get together at least once a year.

On the way over, we had a bit of an adventure. First, we stopped and looked at a different motor home that was for sale. While we were doing that, Ms. (bad dog) Lydia hopped in the front passenger seat of our motor home and decided to go potty. So, once we made it to the next town, we took a short break to clean the seat. A little bit of windshield wiper fluid and water cleaned it right up at the local Car Wash. We then hunted around for a tire store. One of the tires was making a funny noise, so Troy wanted to get a new one. We hunted (in three towns along the way) to no avail. No one had the type of tire we needed. Oh well. We continued on our merry way, and then about 20 miles from our final destination - POP the tire on the motor home blew up. Wow!!! Talk about excitement. The Lord, however, saw fit to allow the tire blow where there was a turn out area. It was actually a gravel pile area, I think. So, we had to wait there for a bit until Grandpa Jack came to the rescue with a jack. We had everything we needed except for a jack. (Yes, we now have one in the motor home!).

Once we arrived, it wasn't long before it was time to eat. Marlee helped Aunt Ellen make peach pies - four big ones for the crew and an individual just for her. We helped where we could - Troy left to take the motor home to the tire shop to get a new tire. By the time he got back, the food was on. The rest of the weekend passed in a blur. The kids played and played and played some more. Troy got in a bit of guitar time. I had a chance to talk to some of the older relatives about the Lord - and the changes they have seen in me since coming to the Lord. It was a very special time. All in all, it was a pretty good weekend.


The BIG Blowout!



Lydia 'Navigator/Copilot'




Pit Stop Photo Op




Enjoying the breakdown...notice the stick and the can!!





View from our impromptu pit stop




Grandpa Jack to the Rescue!!!




Retrieving can from over the cliff. Boys!




Yahtzee!!!!




Cousins!




Aunt Ellen, Peach Pie, Lotsa love!




Our very own Resident Artist!





Chow Time!





Sprinkler Soccer for the young...




and the young at heart!!!





Gentleman and Ladies...start your engines!!



Uncle Den...I'm sleepy!



My theory...the dirtier the feet, the more fun that was had...these kids had a BLAST!


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for FIRST Wild Card - God Loves Me More Than That by Dandi Daley Mackall





It is time to play a Wild Card! Every now and then, a book that I have chosen to read is going to pop up as a FIRST Wild Card Tour. Get dealt into the game! (Just click the button!) Wild Card Tours feature an author and his/her book's FIRST chapter!



You never know when I might play a wild card on you!



Today's Wild Card author is:





and his/her book:



God Loves Me More Than That

WaterBrook Press (August 19, 2008)



ABOUT THE AUTHOR:




Dandi Daley Mackall has published more than 400 books for children and adults, with more than 3 million combined copies sold. She is the author of WaterBrook’s two other delightful Dandilion Rhymes books, A Gaggle of Geese & A Clutter of Cats and The Blanket Show. A popular keynote speaker at conferences and Young Author events, Mackall lives in rural Ohio with her husband, three children, and a menagerie of horses, dogs, and cats.



Visit the author's website.



ABOUT THE ILLUSTRATOR:




David Hohn is an award-winning illustrator who graduated with honors from the Maryland Institute College of Art. He has worked as both a staff artist and an art director for a children’s software company in Portland, Oregon, a position which led to his art directing an award-winning project for Fisher-Price. Hohn’s recent projects include Lisa Tawn Bergren’s God Gave Us Christmas.



Visit the illustrator's website.



Product Details:



List Price: $9.99

Reading level: Ages 4-8

Hardcover: 40 pages

Publisher: WaterBrook Press (August 19, 2008)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 1400073162

ISBN-13: 978-1400073160



AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:





Chapter One



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Monday, August 18, 2008

for July/August/September Contests!!

Where did the summer go??? I had a blurb about the July Contest, but then realized I never made a post in the regular area! Hindsight, this is probably a very good thing because we have been so busy, and I have been so slack in posting that I may have forgotten to pick a winner...and we absolutely CANNOT have that!!!

So, I am combining July/August/September in one contest - which will turn into several for September - but more news on that later.

For the main contest:

1. Head over to Babz Girls and look at all the cute outfits they offer.

2. Come back here and leave a comment telling us your favorite from the Babz Girls site.

That's all you have to do to enter.

If you would like a second entry - blog about the contest on your site, and then leave a comment to let me know where the post can be found.

On September 12 (Victoria's 18th birthday - if you can believe it!!! [because I can't!!]) - I will have Sis draw the blessed winner for a $25 gift certificate to Babz Girls.

To learn more about this ministry - you can read more about their family at Only a Servant Ministries.

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for FIRST Wild Card Tour - 'God Gave Us Heaven' by Lisa Tawn Bergren





It is time to play a Wild Card! Every now and then, a book that I have chosen to read is going to pop up as a FIRST Wild Card Tour. Get dealt into the game! (Just click the button!) Wild Card Tours feature an author and his/her book's FIRST chapter!



You never know when I might play a wild card on you!



Today's Wild Card author is:





and his/her book:



God Gave Us Heaven

WaterBrook Press (August 19, 2008)



ABOUT THE AUTHOR:




Lisa Tawn Bergren is the award-winning author of nearly thirty titles, totaling more than one million books in print. She writes in a broad range of genres, from adult fiction to devotional. God Gave Us Heaven is Lisa’s fourth children’s book, following in the tradition of the best-selling God Gave Us You. She makes her home in Colorado, with her husband, Tim, and their children, Olivia, Emma, and Jack.



Visit the author's website.



ABOUT THE ILLUSTRATOR:




Laura J. Bryant studied painting, printmaking, and sculpture at the Maryland Institute College of Art in Baltimore. She has illustrated numerous award-winning children’s books, including God Gave Us You, Smudge Bunny, and If You Were My Baby. Laura lives in Asheville, North Carolina.



Visit the illustrator's website.







Poduct Details:



List Price: $10.99

Reading level: Ages 4-8

Hardcover: 40 pages

Publisher: WaterBrook Press (August 19, 2008)

Language: English

ISBN-10: 1400074460

ISBN-13: 978-1400074464



AND NOW...THE FIRST TWO PAGES:







This was a cute book. For those that are sensitive to human characteristics given to animals, you may not like it for your little ones. For this reason, this is not a book I would normally buy for the kids (especially when they were younger), but at ages 8 and 10, it allowed us an opportunity to discuss why Christ died (and for whom). Look for more children's books in the coming days.

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Saturday, August 16, 2008

for July Pictures ~ Part Five

You asked, you begged, so you are getting them full force *smile*! Here are some more pictures of 'around the house' from July.

Enjoy!!

David escaping the confines of his 'Sandy Bed'!!



Time for a rinse!

(I think the face is because he realized how much sand was in his suit!)



Grazing the Horses







Who said lunch couldn't be a work of art??

(Victoria put together some leftovers, and ended up with a lunch that was magnificent!)

Recipe for Guacamole coming soon!



This is what happens when you try to sit on a 5-gallon bucket!




Super Doo to the Rescue!!!




Photo Op! Everyone say 'Cheese'!!




With a loud POP, she is FREE!!!




Snake Wranglers!




Get out of that bush you varmin!!!!




Help! Help!!




Don't think I won't bite you!!!

(okay, that is the end of the snake epic. No snakes or humans were hurt during the course of the photos - though you could hear squealing for miles and miles.)

PS - When you grab a snake by the tail, it only turns into a staff if God has commanded you to grab the snake (see the story of Moses) - otherwise, the snake just gets upset - tries to strike - and then disappears into the woodpile.



Here is just one of our chickens - Ms. Lillian. She is the only white egg-layer we have. She also wins the award for the chicken that looks the most like Phyllis Diller. This is the little gal that David and Marlee will be using during the Poultry Fitting and Showing portion of the fair which is next week.


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for another yummy contest!!!

I am having a great time with the Lessons from HomeMaker's Mentor group that I joined a while back. If you're wondering what I'm talking about, there is a link in the sidebar to learn more about it.

One of the other benefits of being a part of the HomeMaker Mentor Family is looking at the sites of the other wonderful ladies in the group.

Today, I was enjoying a visit at Homestead Originals. The site itself has a wonderful layout, and is very pleasing to the eye - not to mention all the great products and informative articles!!

So you say, great, but what does that have to do with a contest?? Here's a blurb from their site:
Okay, so we had so many entries with our July Soap Contest/Giveaway…we thought we’d do ‘er again!

August’s prize? How about a bar OF OUR Homestead Kitchen handmade soap, along with our hardwood, slotted soapshelf? This soap is PERFECT for August, because it does SUCH a great job of removing smells from our hands, even onions and garlic…perfect for August, with all the canning and gardening goin’ on….! Homestead Kitchen has a unique spice, cinnamon, apple-ish, vanillia-y scent…strong, but not overpowering. VERY NICE!!


All you have to do to enter is hop on over to their site and leave a comment.

Now, when you go, you'll notice I have no comment listed. You see, I'm having technical difficulities with that. Any site that requires, what I am guessing, is a WordPress registered name, well, for some reason I never get the emails from them with my Password verification. I have no idea why. My email is set to deliver all mail whether the ISP thinks it's spam or not, but some just get bounced away. Anyone know what I can do about this??? In the meantime, I did send them an email to let them know my predictament...so we'll see.

Okay - enough of my woes - head on over and check out the site and join in on the contest!!!

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Friday, August 15, 2008

for (Non~) FIRST - 'I’m Not Crazy, But I Might be a Carrier' by Charles Marshall


It's the 15th, time for the Non~FIRST blog tour!(Join our alliance! Click the button!) Every 15th, we will featuring an author and his/her latest non~fiction book's FIRST chapter!





The feature author is:


and his book:



Kregel Publications (April 17, 2008)



ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Charles Marshall began his career onstage as a singer/songwriter. When his singing voice gave out, he turned to stand-up comedy and was much more successful. He is now a nationally syndicated Christian humor columnist and has contributed to Focus on the Family magazine. He is the author of Shattering the Glass Slipper: Destroying Fairy Tale Thinking Before It Destroys You and has filmed two stand-up comedy videos, I'm Just Sayin' and Fully Animated.

Product Details

List Price: $12.99
Paperback: 144 pages
Publisher: Kregel Publications (April 17, 2008)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 082543419X
ISBN-13: 978-0825434198


AND NOW...THE FIRST CHAPTER:


Chapter 1 Going to the Dogs



My wife and I have been thinking about getting a dog, lately, and discussing what type we might get. For me, there is really only one possibility—and that, of course, is a real dog.

For the uninitiated, there are three basic types of dogs:

1] Real dogs. These are dogs as God originally made them—monstrous, made-for-the-outdoors hunting machines that are perfect for intimidating neighbors and attracting lawsuits.

The ownership rule for guys and dogs is simple: the bigger the dog, the cooler you look. Walk down the street with a Pekingese and you might as well be wearing a tutu.

When you observe a man walking down the street with a massive real-dog, his message to you is clear. “Yes, I’m overcompensating for my insecurities and lack of masculinity but I’ve got a really big dog.”

Now that’s the kind of attitude I can get behind.

2] Mutant rat-dogs, otherwise known as Chihuahuas. These poor creatures are the unintentional result of secret experiments conducted by the Mexican army in a failed attempt to create the ultimate weapon by cross-breeding bats and Great Danes. The only surviving result of these experiments is a group of nervous, angry little rat-dogs that decided to take their revenge on humanity by being annoying on just about every level known to mankind.



If you are approached by one of these aberrations of nature, know that it despises you with a hatred rarely seen outside the Middle East, and that it won’t hesitate to tear your ankles to shreds. These dogs are the piranhas of the canine world and would nuke


mankind tomorrow if they thought they could get away with it. Under no circumstance should one of these animals be allowed to run for public office.

3] Kitty-dogs, which is every kind of dog that does not fall into one of the first two categories. I’m all in favor of this type of dog because, hey, girls have to have dogs, too.

The curse of the kitty-dog is that there are those who take a warped delight in dressing them up like people. Most dogs would rather be subjected to Mexican weapons experiments than go through this type of torture.

I cannot say this in strong enough terms: You should never, ever dress up your dog for any reason whatsoever. Take it from me—even if it were thirty below outside, your dog would rather die with dignity in his own fur coat than live while being seen in a little poochie parka.

If you dress your dog, you need to know two things:

1] The rest of us are making fun of you behind your back.

2] Every day your dog prays for a heaven where he gets to dress you up in humiliating costumes while he and his doggie friends point at you and laugh for all eternity.

If you feel you absolutely must dress an animal, go dress one that at least has a chance of defending itself like a cougar or a wolverine or a Chihuahua.



One of the most amazing things about the three dog types is that for every one of them, there is someone that likes that kind of dog. At this very moment, there are people risking the loss of fingers and eyes while they stroke their vicious little rat-dogs, all for the sake of love.

That’s a mysterious kind of love, isn’t it—the kind that embraces the unlovely, that sees through the imperfect and loves without regard?

Let’s face it, the human heart isn’t very attractive either. Every thought we have is consumed with self. If you peel away the layers of even our most noble deeds and acts of kindness, you will find thoughts that circle back to ourselves like homing pigeons. In our hearts, we are all mutant rat-dogs.

And yet God loves us.

In the Bible, you find that same theme of an indefatigable, undefeatable love reaching out to a vicious, ungrateful humanity over and over again. I’ve found it’s a love well worth pursuing.

And so the great dog debate rages in my household, and I think my wife is coming around to my point of view. But, if by chance, you happen to see me in the neighborhood walking a Pekingese that is wearing a teeny hat and sundress, you may safely assume things did not go my way.


This book wasn't my cup of tea. Don't know if I am so wrapped up in thought with school plans and fair - but this book just wasn't my thing. Yes, there are some very funny parts in it - and I love a good laugh - but I guess the stretch between his humor and bibilical truths didn't seem very smooth to me.

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