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When I was growing up, our family ate most of our evening meals in a small breakfast nook off of the kitchen. Special family dinners were eaten in the formal dining room. Afterwards, Mother and I would clean up. As we worked together, we discussed a variety of profound subjects. Social, school, family, religious, political and moral issues, those especially of...
When I was in sixth grade, I remember the teacher going around the room asking all the students what they wanted to be when they grew up. When it came my turn, I stood up and proudly said I wanted to be a mom and rear my children. I do not remember exactly what the teacher said. All I remember is the impression I got from her that I should "aim a little higher."
Many years ago during World War I, my grandfather who was with the Royal Engineers, was sent to Palestine to help build a bridge over the River Jordan. During his time there he lived with a family in Jordan (then known as Trans Jordan). He mentioned that they were so hospitable that they treated him as though he were their own son.
I recently had a visit from a young lady who attends my local church congregation, and we talked for a while. During our conversation, she shared that she did not remember her father ever telling her he loved her. I immediately had a flashback to when I was growing up. I could relate, because my family did not hug each other or express love.
From my earliest childhood remembrances, music filled our home. My mother was an accomplished pianist who began to play the piano at about six years of age. As her talent developed, her practice sessions increased to two, three and four hours a day. By age 13, she was tutored at the local college conservatory of music and gave public recitals; and, she caught...
When I first began attending God's Church in the early 1970s, a woman who seemed old to me at the time "adopted" me and took me under her wing. She was a most remarkable woman. She was married at 17, but when she learned God's truth years later, her husband gave her a choice: their marriage or the Church. At a time when women did not strike out on their own, she...
My family went through hard economic times in 1971. My father lost his job as a pharmaceutical salesman due to a company merger and he was unemployed for quite a while. As a result, finances were very tight, so our family of six no longer enjoyed many of the niceties to which we were accustomed. Mother was determined to save money.
I recently attended a family gathering where one of my relatives asked another, “How did you find yourself” or “not lose yourself” while rearing three children? I did not hear the response, but the question has stuck with me. This relative feels that she has lost who she is because she is a wife and mother. To her, being happy is not connected with doing her...
I think each of us would agree that God expects our obedience. It is in our best interest to “live by every word of God.” That His laws are good and that we ought to keep them is not something we have to think about. Do we take that expected obedience for granted? Many of us do. When we examine ourselves, do we find perfect obedience in our lives? I sure don’t....
“As a ring of gold in a swine’s snout, so is a lovely woman who lacks discretion” (Proverbs 11:22).