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Mothers, Kings, Spider Webs and Arrogance

WARNING: HEAVY POST!  I have to get some things off my chest.

"Hezekiah the son of Ahaz, king of Judah, began to reign. He was twenty-five years old when he began to reign, and he reigned twenty-nine years in Jerusalem. His mother's name was Abi the daughter of Zehariah.  And he did what was right in the eyes of the LORD." - 2 Kings 18:2

"Manasseh was twelve years old when he began to reign, and he reigned fifty-five years in Jerusalem.  His mother's name was Hephzibah.  And he did what was evil in the sight of the LORD..." -2 Kings 21:1-2

"Josiah was eight years old when he began to reign, and he reigned thirty-one years in Jerusalem.  His mother's name was Jedidah... And he did what was right in the eyes of the LORD..." -2 Kings 22:1-2


A mother can change the course of an entire nation.  A mother is one of the most powerful and influential people in the world!  And all power is given, and taken, from Almighty God.  What a high and amazi…

A day of unexpected events

We did not go to Payson as a family, as planned for this Wednesday my husband took off work.  Instead, we bought a riding lawn mower off Craigslist and I traded Jed Clampett, my 7 month old Nubian buck for a 7 month old Nubian doe off Craigslist. And, most scandalizing of all, I took my boys to an arcade for an hour!






I'm bummed we didn't go to Payson, but seeing my husband with his John Deere hat on, riding his steal-of-a-deal John Deere X320, and getting a nice doe to breed with my buck made me happy.

I am just loving having goats!  Jed and Duke were fun and playful.  I was a little sad to see Jed go. Darla, our new doe, is so small and sweet.  Duke and Darla.  Sounds right.  Can't wait to have kids!!!!

Expectation is a problematic thing.  Life would be dull if I didn't have times of anticipating something I desire.  But with expectation comes the high likelihood of disappointment.   The solution, I think, is not to exclude anticipation or expectation, but to be willi…

Tidbits and a spontaneous poem on my longed-for miracle

I watched Contagion last night. Seemed an appropriate way to end a day spent sleeping away some kind of virus that left me so dizzy and head-achy, I couldn't get up for more than 30 minutes.  It was my first night calling in sick at work, something I don't like to do.

Today I have a sinus headache, but feel much better, so, since it's fall break and my boys were gnawing at the bit to go do something fall-break like, I took them to Lake Pleasant. They set out to the lake to catch themselves a fish or two while I set up a couple of chairs under an overgrown desert shrub of some kind and read a good portion of a couple books. After a few hours, they came back with a half dozen craw dad's, a tangled fishing line, no fish and a bruise on one kid's forehead from said rock thrown by said brother. Time to go home.

I read the story of Elijah vs. the prophets of Baal today in my morning reading.  I always come away from that story wishing I could do that.  And then I…

An exercise in getting it out there

Above are pictures from an album I got at my mom's.  They're stuck together, and are two pics from some of my most vivid middle-school memories.  Top left: Last minute science project work with my dad.  We built a circuit, due the next morning.  I'm still a procrastinator.  The one with the pig:  My best friend in 8th grade, Delcina, lived in the country.  Her parents offered to let me keep and raise a pig to sell at the fair in 4-H.  One of the best experiences of my childhood.  Her name was Piggie-Sue and I won 1st place in showmanship.  I made a profit of $300 on her and saved it towards buying my first car.

The following is an exercise (begun yesterday) in getting some writing done.  It comes in no particular order.

The greatest lie of divorce is that you can escape. You can leave it all behind. You can start over. You can have a new life. It's a lie. There is no escape. There is no starting over. There is only mangled pieces of torn parts you have to daily …