Tuesday, November 25, 2014


                           my daughter a year ago on the Prime Meridian in Greenwich

COURAGE, n. [L., the heart.] Bravery; intrepidity; that quality of mind which enables men to encounter danger and difficulties with firmness, or without fear or depression of spirits; valor; boldness; resolution. It is a constituent part of fortitude; but fortitude implies patience to bear continued suffering.
Courage that grows from constitution, often forsakes a man when he has occasion for it; courage which arises from a sense of duty, acts in a uniform manner.
Be strong and of good courage. Deuteronomy 31.
( 1828 Dictionary)

This daughter , the one at the bottom of 4 older brothers, has much courage these days as a Senior. She is writing essays for Honors Colleges at state universities, applying for a full scholarship to a school in NYC, and presenting this speech next week at the school. My stomach turns.
I am praying it does not come down to bottom line but she is called to a place. I pray she knows. 

Charlotte Mason wroteWe all have Courage.––The word courage comes to us from the time when Norman French was the language of the court and when chivalry was the law of noble living. The Normans perceived that Courage was of the heart, as the word shows; Courage was the whole of character to a man...

She lists these areas: 
Courage of Attack, Endurance,  Serenity, of Our Affairs, of our Opinions, of Reprove, Confession,  of Frankness and of Capacity. 

Then there is what we may call the Courage of our Capacity––the courage which assures us that we can do the particular work which comes in our way, and will not lend an ear to the craven fear which reminds us of failures in the past and unfitness in the present.

       September in Plymouth , Mass. wearing heart sunglasses from my nephew's wedding

Sunday, November 23, 2014

grey sabbath

Rain and Sabbath rest hold hands. 


Will-lessly the leaves fall,
are blown, coming at last
to the ground and to their rest.
Among them in their coming down
purposely the birds pass,
of all the unnumbered ways
choosing one, until
they like the leaves will
will-lessly fall. Thus freed
by gravity, every one
enters the soil, conformed
to the craft and wisdom, the behest
of God’s appointed vicar,
our mother and judge, who binds
us each to each, the largest
to the least, in the family of all
the creatures: great Nature
by whom all are changed, none
are wasted, none are lost.
Supreme artist of this
our present world, her works
live and move, love
their places and their lives in them.
And this is praise to the highest
knowledge by the most low.
by Wendell Berry
 ( underline all the words that give God glory!)

Safe with Somebody Good by Jan Karon. 

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Silence of God

Essay prompt for my students from the last chapters in Caring for Words:

Read the last two chapters on Prayer and Silence . 

In your journal: Gerald Manley Hopkins wrote "Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain."

Write an essay using the quote and the chapters.

( from Hopkin's poem in the reading)

Here are some snippets from the students:

Boredom can't listen.
Silence is rejuvenating.
It is food for the soul. 

Prayer doesn't always weed words and prayer is not graded.

Debussy: Music is the silence between the notes. 

One  student also referenced this song : The Silence of God by Andrew Peterson

the science of relationships: Charlotte Mason Carnival Blog 

Monday, November 17, 2014

busy week and stopping to do what this says

( from The Murmuring Cottage)

See ahead to this pre-Thanksgiving week and it is full.
You know how that happens , don't you!
For me, many wonderful "can't say no to" and planned a long 
time ago are this week. 

Book Club.
 Author coming to speak to my class
 Author speaking on Stories to parents.
 Writing Seminar by this author.
 Daughter's choir performance.
 Bible Study on Romans.

Leading a discussion tonight on Chapters 14 - 16 of School Education
by Charlotte Mason. 

It is raining cats and dogs. (Wouldn't that be lov-er-ly!)

Needing these words:

Psalm 108

My heart is ready , O God,
for song and melody.
Awake my soul! awake , my lute and lyre?
Let me awake the dawn.

Sandra McCracken's beautiful song : Can't Help Myself
( from Psalm 121)
and here is the video that I can't get ON THIS BLOG 

and a live performance. SO beautiful for this Monday.
Words below...

I confess the things I am afraid of: thorns and danger just around the bend
I pray for tongues of fire and bands of angels to come and circle 'round me like a fence
I lift my eyes to the hills, where comes my help?
I lift my hands--empty hands--I can't help myself
I can't help myself; no, I can't help myself

My enemies surround me like an army--within, without, the battle's raging on
I pray the Spirit will be strong and mighty for courage through the night until the dawn
I lift my eyes to the hills, where comes my help?
I lift my hands--empty hands--I can't help myself
I can't help myself; no, I can't help myself

Oh, oh................

Oh trust the Lord--my soul and all that is in me--oh trust the light to show your darkest parts
With wounds of truth and love, a friend who has known me; a fool would keep his secrets in his heart
I lift my eyes to the hills; here comes my help
I lift my hands--empty hands--I can't help myself
I can't help myself, can't help myself

Can't help myself; no, I can't help myself; I can't help myself

Friday, November 14, 2014

good words to put your thoughts to


" What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven
to our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position 
and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the 
position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which
obedience and work flow."

Martin Luther


many books in the stack

                    This lovely book is to review , thanks to Melissa for sending me the information
                                                             to do this...

Cold here. 
How about where you are?

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

beautiful artwork

My sister and I pass blogs back and forth to look at beauty.
She sent me this one yesterday:


Watercolor and ink-
Wedding certificates-
Loving fonts and calligraphy-

Makes me want to take up my pen!

She has an Etsy shop here.