“Of making many books there is no end; and much study is a weariness of flesh,” (Ecclesiastes 12:12 KJV). It is true. You know it, I know it, and our teenagers in the deep-end of Omnibus know it. If we are not careful, we can interpret this with the same sentiment that runs wild in […]
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We have a love/hate relationship with math in our house. Much like our fickleness about the weather, we love math when it is fine, and hate it when it is gray and cold. Recently, I have discovered the joy of the order of mathematics and how it is reflected in my daily life. When a
It has become an occasion in my life to hold drywall over my head. Not voluntarily, out of context (I’m not a weirdo), but having consistently lived in a house-in-progress, or rather, house[s]-in progress, I have found myself, more times than I can count, on a ladder, assisting with a ceiling. It is odd, how
I recently discussed with my oldest daughter, the beauty of the New England culture. We were talking about plans for after graduation, and her frustration with not having one particular goal. It is tempting to feel discouraged if you are in a community with many other students who had particular callings early on; horsemanship, carpentry,
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Sometimes, particularly near the holidays, I have a craving for the past. Not all of it, mind you, just the past that we so conveniently see in our mind’s eye through a sepia lens with a low light and a soft falling snow. We are all waxing poetic with or without an affinity for the
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